Andy the Chef - Bag Work Lyrics

(Nah when I get that bag bro
Nah deadass when I get that bag
I'm buying everything son)
Bag work
That bag work
That bag work
That bag work
Bag work
That bag work
That bag work
That bag Uh
When I get the bag
I'mma work, riches to rags, aye
When I get the bag
Imma work up on them tags, aye
When I get the bag
Get the juice, got the drip yeah
Buying everythang
Everywhere I'm taking trips yeah
Runnin up the bag
Juugin for that cash
Stack it up then bag it up
My mama found the stash
Cleanin up don't see enough
I need it want it bad
When I get it Imma laugh, when I get it Imma brag like
I'm on one nigga, how you figure
I just get the cat by the litter
I just get the females by the flock
Then I count my money by the block
(By the brick)
Bag on me boolin in the whip
Snakeskin, Bussdown drip
Sauce on me go and take a sip said
Sauce on me go and take a sip
Drip don't trip
Flick that pic
Edit that's crisp then I post that shit
Big bread now, sandwich-ish
Yall slowing down, need to ketchup quick
Like ooh
I got the drip, down to the socks
Bussdown watch
And I'm still ducking the opps *woop*
When I get the bag
I'mma work, riches to rags, aye
When I get the bag
Imma work up on them tags
When I get the bag
Get the juice, got the drip yeah
Buying everything
Everywhere I'm taking trips yeah
Runnin up the bag
Juugin for that cash
Stack it up then bag it up
My mama found the stash
Cleanin up don't see enough
I need it want it bad
When I get it Imma laugh, when I get it Imma brag
Cuz really they feel me, my fit it be milky
I'm ballin from city to city, You feel me
She like when I buy her them dresses from Fendi
Then like when I tell her they make her look pretty
My dogs are the illest, I ain't talkin rabies
They come with them burners
They don't come with safety
He hate me, but I can still f*ck on his lady
Front row of all of my shows, she is waving
Dropping hit after hit, Willie Mays-ing
And now I'm with chick after chick
It's amazing
Cuz money's that one thing that everyone's chasing
(Money's that one thing that everyone's chasing)
So when I'm pulling up remember that you payin
All these niggas fake like spray tan
When I get up in the game what Imma say
Hmm
Suck my dick and have a nice day, yeah
Thanks to my supporters
And thanks to all my haters
And thank you to my fans now
I really don't need no favors
And yall know I gotta thank God yeah
All praise go to Allah
And Thank you MLK
I'm with these trump supporters' daughters
Cuz now that I got the bag
Imma work, riches to rags, aye
Now that I got the bag
Imma work up on them tags, aye
Now that I got the bag
I got the juice, go get the drip yeah
Buying everythang
Everywhere I'm taking trips yeah
Runnin up that baggage
Juugin for that cabbage
Stack it up then bag it up
My mama found them stashes
Cleanin up don't see enough
I need it, want it bad cuz
Now that I got it look I'm braggin
Now that I got it look who's laughing