Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
I just got a bag not a Birkin
I just made a bag cause I been working
Ride my own wave when I'm surfing
I just got a bag now I'm smirking
No this ain't the morning but I'm up now
The bag on me ooh with a big smile
Shawty wanna get down with the get down
Like Waka love the guns I love the money sound
Thumbing thru a check
For the money pull a trick I get Creative just like Rec
I'm playing with the pussy counting up it's a sport
One thing for certain ima make a bag fore' I leave this door
Watch me swerve on a nigga ain't talking my worth
I need some more
I call the plug I need em (Gone)
Call him back I need some more
Ima Big Timer just like 99'
Check my hustle attributes that shit on 99
If I short a nigga once I did it 90 times
The way I mix match designers think I'm going blind
Soon as I came out the womb
They knew I'm gon' shine
When I dress myself I'm sharp like porcupine
Out the door I go to the Duncan Hines
That's the bread that's the cake do you follow I
Do you follow em
She gon swallow me
Feeling lucky cause right now I'm smoking lottery
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
I just got a bag not a Birkin
I just made a bag cause I been working
Ride my own wave when I'm surfing
I just got a bag now I'm smirking
Hell yea it's night but I'm not sleep
Continuously counting up
Mmm bag please
Not gon' play with you so don't you play with me
Walk inside Fifths grab some shit scream out "Check please"
Buster niggas broke and cannot check me
My bitch rock vintage designer that shit from 1963
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
I just got a bag not a Birkin
I just made a bag cause I been working
Ride my own wave when I'm surfing
I just got a bag now I'm smirking
Lil Silk - Another One (Bag) Lyrics
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Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
I just got a bag not a Birkin
I just made a bag cause I been working
Ride my own wave when I'm surfing
I just got a bag now I'm smirking
No this ain't the morning but I'm up now
The bag on me ooh with a big smile
Shawty wanna get down with the get down
Like Waka love the guns I love the money sound
Thumbing thru a check
For the money pull a trick I get Creative just like Rec
I'm playing with the pussy counting up it's a sport
One thing for certain ima make a bag fore' I leave this door
Watch me swerve on a nigga ain't talking my worth
I need some more
I call the plug I need em (Gone)
Call him back I need some more
Ima Big Timer just like 99'
Check my hustle attributes that shit on 99
If I short a nigga once I did it 90 times
The way I mix match designers think I'm going blind
Soon as I came out the womb
They knew I'm gon' shine
When I dress myself I'm sharp like porcupine
Out the door I go to the Duncan Hines
That's the bread that's the cake do you follow I
Do you follow em
She gon swallow me
Feeling lucky cause right now I'm smoking lottery
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
I just got a bag not a Birkin
I just made a bag cause I been working
Ride my own wave when I'm surfing
I just got a bag now I'm smirking
Hell yea it's night but I'm not sleep
Continuously counting up
Mmm bag please
Not gon' play with you so don't you play with me
Walk inside Fifths grab some shit scream out "Check please"
Buster niggas broke and cannot check me
My bitch rock vintage designer that shit from 1963
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
I just got a bag not a Birkin
I just made a bag cause I been working
Ride my own wave when I'm surfing
I just got a bag now I'm smirking
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
I just got a bag not a Birkin
I just made a bag cause I been working
Ride my own wave when I'm surfing
I just got a bag now I'm smirking
No this ain't the morning but I'm up now
The bag on me ooh with a big smile
Shawty wanna get down with the get down
Like Waka love the guns I love the money sound
Thumbing thru a check
For the money pull a trick I get Creative just like Rec
I'm playing with the pussy counting up it's a sport
One thing for certain ima make a bag fore' I leave this door
Watch me swerve on a nigga ain't talking my worth
I need some more
I call the plug I need em (Gone)
Call him back I need some more
Ima Big Timer just like 99'
Check my hustle attributes that shit on 99
If I short a nigga once I did it 90 times
The way I mix match designers think I'm going blind
Soon as I came out the womb
They knew I'm gon' shine
When I dress myself I'm sharp like porcupine
Out the door I go to the Duncan Hines
That's the bread that's the cake do you follow I
Do you follow em
She gon swallow me
Feeling lucky cause right now I'm smoking lottery
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
I just got a bag not a Birkin
I just made a bag cause I been working
Ride my own wave when I'm surfing
I just got a bag now I'm smirking
Hell yea it's night but I'm not sleep
Continuously counting up
Mmm bag please
Not gon' play with you so don't you play with me
Walk inside Fifths grab some shit scream out "Check please"
Buster niggas broke and cannot check me
My bitch rock vintage designer that shit from 1963
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
Every time I leave the house I come back with another one
I just got a bag not a Birkin
I just made a bag cause I been working
Ride my own wave when I'm surfing
I just got a bag now I'm smirking
Writer: Dwan Gray
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid