All About the Bag (feat. Don't Jump) Video (MV)

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
'Cause I'm, 'cause I'm all about a
Aye, yeah
Aye, 'cause I'm
'Cause I'm all about a bag
Yeah
All about a - all a
Yeah

Yeah I'm all about the bag bitch
Heard your pussy lacking
You motherf*ckers ain't about that trap shit
Talkin' wack shit
Going dumb, I'm going stupid
All these bitches they a nuisance
They don't do shit, 'cause I'm
'Cause I'm all about the bag
All about that bag
Yeah I'm all about a bag
All about the
Yeah I'm all about that bag
Only do it for a motherf*cking bag

Yeah I'm all about a bag
Walk around with the f*ckin' sauce, drippin' swag
Yeah, call some bitches, where they at?
If you ain't first, you motherf*cking trash
Aye, who the f*ck is you, who the f*ck am I?
Gotta spend it just to make it, so I subsidize
When I get a check, I don't need to publicize it
When I hit the plug, I told him "cut the price, bitch"
Get a bag, get some blow, roll some smoke
Got a bitch with some ass, let me hit it from the back
Let me tell you where I'm at
Let me tell you where I'm going
And I gotta put that motherf*cking currency in motion
Aye, I don't get the bag then I might go insane
I been talking to the devil, he control my brain
Filled with so much pain I drill my brain with Novocaine
Uh, Jay The Protege, you better know the name

All about the bag bitch
Heard your pussy lacking
You motherf*ckers ain't about that trap shit
Talkin' wack shit
Going dumb, I'm going stupid
All these bitches they a nuisance
They don't do shit, 'cause I'm
'Cause I'm all about the bag
All about that bag
Yeah I'm all about a bag
All about the
Yeah I'm all about that bag
Only do it for a motherf*cking bag

Yeah I'm all about my bag
All about the Yeezy Boost, not talkin' bout the Raf
Hit the textbooks, go and do the math
'Cause my numbers tall, I'm all about my cash
And my bitch exotic
Like the top, you know I gotta chop it
Don't be looking at my pocket
Bitch, I got this
'Cause I'm all about my brass
All about that cash
All about that bag
'Cause I'm all about the bag
Pussy boy lacking
Ready with the hands, you don't wanna see this action
You don't wanna see what happen
'Cause I'm spitting really hard
Going really hard, I got bars
Jimi Hendrix, rockstar no guitar
Ten groupies
I need mescaline and shroomies
Yeah I'm all about my bag
All about my Gucci poppin' tags
Chamber empty, so I gotta grab a mag
You don't like me, you're a fag
Yeah I got it in the bag

Yeah I'm all about the bag bitch
Heard your pussy lacking
You motherf*ckers ain't about that trap shit
Talkin' wack shit
Going dumb, I'm going stupid
All these bitches they a nuisance
They don't do shit, 'cause I'm
'Cause I'm all about the bag
All about that bag
Yeah I'm all about a bag
All about the
Yeah I'm all about that bag
Only do it for a motherf*cking bag

Bag