If you wonderin' why I up Tell 'em the money is why I up I'm high, smokin' with angels You know I can't hate, that's a lame does Bring it back, stackin' this money, but I still forget the past Stack it up and save it this rap shit never lasts Never no lies 'cause you know this shit is facts Motherfuckers is mad 'cause never scratched my back I did it on my own and I owe you nothin' now Had to go and get it and make momma All of my and exes are so mad they know that I finally just got the bag You you can blame it on the fuckin' cash Told you when I get it I'ma spaz
You can it on the bag
If she badmouth me, you know thot broke I got so money, I might go cop a Picasso Oh my God, this Island got me drippin' Now all of my hatin' cousins wanna come and At the airport, paparazzi all these pictures Still can remember on the day I was feelin' kinda sad Oh my God, all this Every time I see bitches, they all look mad Tellin' me I'm but you know I know that Chuck the deuce and 'em they can just Blame it, it, blame it on the bag You know that I always wanted all of Told you when I get it, I comin' back Every time I see haters, always mad
You can it on the bag
Fuck that, bring it back, don't you ever forget just I started I your favorite rapper album and that shit is garbage Out of everyone on that list, you that I'm the hardest my momma out of debt, you know I'm on it Stuntin' hard, hard with the swag Want it all, 'bout to blow a hunnid I more, tell 'em gimme all of that All of cash be the reason why I sag Put shit on my mama and dad I only do this for my mom and dad, put God above all my In a as I hit the gas, I used to be a supa, baggin' trash And now these can
it on the bag it on the bag it on the bag