Came up from the dirt now I splurge
I can see how niggas feelings might get hurt
I get the work, I made your rent from Syrup
I make it fast, I make the cash do laps
I told that bitch relax, she do the jumpin' jack
I do the most for the pack
I dip I dodge I dash
She gotta a lot to lose
Thats why my bag got tools
Thats why my bag got tools
I had to seal the stash, the feds is mad
I couldn't pay for the bag, I had to stain to match
I Blitz, I pass, I drip, I dip, I dodge, I dash
And I kicked it with the crips across the cali cal
Niggas f*ckin wit me wanna see me drown
Niggas from the city they can't see me now
Niggas from the city think they Stevie now
I can't hear the bullshit on the TV now
Came up from the dirt now I splurge
I can see how niggas feelings might get hurt
I get the work, I made your rent from Syrup
I make it fast, I make the cash do laps
I told that bitch relax, she do the jumpin' jack
I do the most for the pack
I dip I dodge I dash
She gotta a lot to lose
Thats why my bag got tools
Thats why my bag got tools
Gucci snakes and bees, got these pest on me
Cant flex on me
Yeah I got the recipe
Gucci snakes and bees, got these pest on me
Cant flex on me
Yeah I got the recipe Executin' niggas testin me
Executin' niggas R.I.P
She want pour my 4
She want order more
They want Gucci store
But they can't afford
Bitch I get adored
Treat me like a lord
Jump up off the porch, and I went north
I bought her a bag didn't check the tag
Imma buy a Jag, Imma race it fast
Hit and run and dash thats a matter fact
All about the cash, all about a bag
If you talking sacks weigh it up at Saks
Not even a rack, it could get you wacked
Yeah im in the back, but I really trap
Niggas wanna laugh wanna take a smack
Came up from the dirt now I splurge
I can see how niggas feelings might get hurt
I get the work, I made your rent from Syrup
I make it fast, I make the cash do laps
I told that bitch relax, she do the jumpin' jack
I do the most for the pack
I dip I dodge I dash
She gotta a lot to lose
Thats why my bag got tools
Thats why my bag got tools
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Came up from the dirt now I splurge
I can see how niggas feelings might get hurt
I get the work, I made your rent from Syrup
I make it fast, I make the cash do laps
I told that bitch relax, she do the jumpin' jack
I do the most for the pack
I dip I dodge I dash
She gotta a lot to lose
Thats why my bag got tools
Thats why my bag got tools
I had to seal the stash, the feds is mad
I couldn't pay for the bag, I had to stain to match
I Blitz, I pass, I drip, I dip, I dodge, I dash
And I kicked it with the crips across the cali cal
Niggas f*ckin wit me wanna see me drown
Niggas from the city they can't see me now
Niggas from the city think they Stevie now
I can't hear the bullshit on the TV now
Came up from the dirt now I splurge
I can see how niggas feelings might get hurt
I get the work, I made your rent from Syrup
I make it fast, I make the cash do laps
I told that bitch relax, she do the jumpin' jack
I do the most for the pack
I dip I dodge I dash
She gotta a lot to lose
Thats why my bag got tools
Thats why my bag got tools
Gucci snakes and bees, got these pest on me
Cant flex on me
Yeah I got the recipe
Gucci snakes and bees, got these pest on me
Cant flex on me
Yeah I got the recipe Executin' niggas testin me
Executin' niggas R.I.P
She want pour my 4
She want order more
They want Gucci store
But they can't afford
Bitch I get adored
Treat me like a lord
Jump up off the porch, and I went north
I bought her a bag didn't check the tag
Imma buy a Jag, Imma race it fast
Hit and run and dash thats a matter fact
All about the cash, all about a bag
If you talking sacks weigh it up at Saks
Not even a rack, it could get you wacked
Yeah im in the back, but I really trap
Niggas wanna laugh wanna take a smack
Came up from the dirt now I splurge
I can see how niggas feelings might get hurt
I get the work, I made your rent from Syrup
I make it fast, I make the cash do laps
I told that bitch relax, she do the jumpin' jack
I do the most for the pack
I dip I dodge I dash
She gotta a lot to lose
Thats why my bag got tools
Thats why my bag got tools
I can see how niggas feelings might get hurt
I get the work, I made your rent from Syrup
I make it fast, I make the cash do laps
I told that bitch relax, she do the jumpin' jack
I do the most for the pack
I dip I dodge I dash
She gotta a lot to lose
Thats why my bag got tools
Thats why my bag got tools
I had to seal the stash, the feds is mad
I couldn't pay for the bag, I had to stain to match
I Blitz, I pass, I drip, I dip, I dodge, I dash
And I kicked it with the crips across the cali cal
Niggas f*ckin wit me wanna see me drown
Niggas from the city they can't see me now
Niggas from the city think they Stevie now
I can't hear the bullshit on the TV now
Came up from the dirt now I splurge
I can see how niggas feelings might get hurt
I get the work, I made your rent from Syrup
I make it fast, I make the cash do laps
I told that bitch relax, she do the jumpin' jack
I do the most for the pack
I dip I dodge I dash
She gotta a lot to lose
Thats why my bag got tools
Thats why my bag got tools
Gucci snakes and bees, got these pest on me
Cant flex on me
Yeah I got the recipe
Gucci snakes and bees, got these pest on me
Cant flex on me
Yeah I got the recipe Executin' niggas testin me
Executin' niggas R.I.P
She want pour my 4
She want order more
They want Gucci store
But they can't afford
Bitch I get adored
Treat me like a lord
Jump up off the porch, and I went north
I bought her a bag didn't check the tag
Imma buy a Jag, Imma race it fast
Hit and run and dash thats a matter fact
All about the cash, all about a bag
If you talking sacks weigh it up at Saks
Not even a rack, it could get you wacked
Yeah im in the back, but I really trap
Niggas wanna laugh wanna take a smack
Came up from the dirt now I splurge
I can see how niggas feelings might get hurt
I get the work, I made your rent from Syrup
I make it fast, I make the cash do laps
I told that bitch relax, she do the jumpin' jack
I do the most for the pack
I dip I dodge I dash
She gotta a lot to lose
Thats why my bag got tools
Thats why my bag got tools
Writer: JeanCarl celestin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid