It sounds easy to you
Music pleasing to you
Clappin competition too
Cause f*ck bein number two
And damn I'm lovin your expression
Cause I'm takin you hos' money
Start another Great Depression
Get some shots before you listen
That's what doctors recommendin
Cause we sick with the flow
Devilish we the cook
Needin room just to grow
And throw some strept on the hook
Cut your legs off polio
Buck you like a rodeo
Nothin sweet about this show
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin for cash
Tryna get that bag
Yeah we holdin on to hope
While they f*ckin for they notes
Yeah we chasin that money
Mic sreamin and yellin
And we chasin that power
Respect Janet L Yellen
We reserves for the felons
So no tele tele
Gun heavy like metal
Sawed off no handle
Pull me up that's a phantom
Bad bitch from Atlanta
Do a Hit that's a ransom
Your bitch say that I'm handsome
Don't hit my phone I wont answer
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Tryna get that bag
A gucci bag
No a Fendi bag
She say Chanel her swag
Louie V Gucci
I f*ck on her cucci
She play on my uzi
I play with her boobies
Drop top sun roof
Riding around in the coop
Hands up don't shoot me
Meet the blacks my movie
Bad bitch no groupie
Hang time can't do me
King Su bitch I'm ruthless
I ain't sorry gotta do this
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin for cash
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Tryna get that bag
Yeah we f*ckin with the system
Using every quirk and ism
And all the bitches twerking
I call it booty communism
Cause we ownin all your women
And the pussy where we swimmin
We the next superpower
Bring on China, Russia, US
Take em any f*ckin hour
Any day of the week
Any day you gon sleep
Yeah knock yo ass out
You in a ditch or a creek
Cause the last time I checked
Yeah, bitches don't speak
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin for cash
Tryna get that bag
RulAlpha - The BAG (feat. Young Wic) Lyrics
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It sounds easy to you
Music pleasing to you
Clappin competition too
Cause f*ck bein number two
And damn I'm lovin your expression
Cause I'm takin you hos' money
Start another Great Depression
Get some shots before you listen
That's what doctors recommendin
Cause we sick with the flow
Devilish we the cook
Needin room just to grow
And throw some strept on the hook
Cut your legs off polio
Buck you like a rodeo
Nothin sweet about this show
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin for cash
Tryna get that bag
Yeah we holdin on to hope
While they f*ckin for they notes
Yeah we chasin that money
Mic sreamin and yellin
And we chasin that power
Respect Janet L Yellen
We reserves for the felons
So no tele tele
Gun heavy like metal
Sawed off no handle
Pull me up that's a phantom
Bad bitch from Atlanta
Do a Hit that's a ransom
Your bitch say that I'm handsome
Don't hit my phone I wont answer
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Tryna get that bag
A gucci bag
No a Fendi bag
She say Chanel her swag
Louie V Gucci
I f*ck on her cucci
She play on my uzi
I play with her boobies
Drop top sun roof
Riding around in the coop
Hands up don't shoot me
Meet the blacks my movie
Bad bitch no groupie
Hang time can't do me
King Su bitch I'm ruthless
I ain't sorry gotta do this
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin for cash
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Tryna get that bag
Yeah we f*ckin with the system
Using every quirk and ism
And all the bitches twerking
I call it booty communism
Cause we ownin all your women
And the pussy where we swimmin
We the next superpower
Bring on China, Russia, US
Take em any f*ckin hour
Any day of the week
Any day you gon sleep
Yeah knock yo ass out
You in a ditch or a creek
Cause the last time I checked
Yeah, bitches don't speak
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin for cash
Tryna get that bag
Music pleasing to you
Clappin competition too
Cause f*ck bein number two
And damn I'm lovin your expression
Cause I'm takin you hos' money
Start another Great Depression
Get some shots before you listen
That's what doctors recommendin
Cause we sick with the flow
Devilish we the cook
Needin room just to grow
And throw some strept on the hook
Cut your legs off polio
Buck you like a rodeo
Nothin sweet about this show
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin for cash
Tryna get that bag
Yeah we holdin on to hope
While they f*ckin for they notes
Yeah we chasin that money
Mic sreamin and yellin
And we chasin that power
Respect Janet L Yellen
We reserves for the felons
So no tele tele
Gun heavy like metal
Sawed off no handle
Pull me up that's a phantom
Bad bitch from Atlanta
Do a Hit that's a ransom
Your bitch say that I'm handsome
Don't hit my phone I wont answer
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Tryna get that bag
A gucci bag
No a Fendi bag
She say Chanel her swag
Louie V Gucci
I f*ck on her cucci
She play on my uzi
I play with her boobies
Drop top sun roof
Riding around in the coop
Hands up don't shoot me
Meet the blacks my movie
Bad bitch no groupie
Hang time can't do me
King Su bitch I'm ruthless
I ain't sorry gotta do this
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin for cash
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Tryna get that bag
Yeah we f*ckin with the system
Using every quirk and ism
And all the bitches twerking
I call it booty communism
Cause we ownin all your women
And the pussy where we swimmin
We the next superpower
Bring on China, Russia, US
Take em any f*ckin hour
Any day of the week
Any day you gon sleep
Yeah knock yo ass out
You in a ditch or a creek
Cause the last time I checked
Yeah, bitches don't speak
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin' for cash
Flex with the bag
Get to the cash
Not a day mad
This bitch f*ckin for cash
Tryna get that bag
Writer: Dylan Shotwell
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