I get the bag – Gucci Mane feat. Migos lyrics

I get the bag – Gucci Mane feat. Migos lyrics

Lyrics Gucci Mane – I get the bag

Yeah!
You get the bag and fumble it, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it
Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash!), and the car came with a blunt in it
Lil mama a thot (thot!), and she got a*s, and she gon’ f*ck up a bag
Pull up to the spot, living too fast, droppin’ the dope in the stash
In Italy, got two foreign h**s, they DM me
Drop the top (drop top), when it’s cold but you feel the heat
Be real with me, keep it 100, just be real with me, aye
Eat it up like it’s a feast (eat it up), they say the dope on fleek.

Percocet pill on me, ice on my neck baby chill with me (ice!)
Them niggas that f*cks in the bed don’t say nothin them niggas will kill for me
Backends I got ’em asleep, on fleek
100k spent on a Patek Phillippe (Phillippe!)
B***h I’m a dog, give my treat
Hop out the frog and leap (leap!)
I put them bricks in the Phantom, my b***h she walk around like she Kris Jenner
I used to break in the ..
Then Takeoff run ’em like the game of temple
It’s simple, I play with the mental
Momma said she saw me on Jimmy Kimmel (mama!)
Canada ’cause I’m a ..
Walking with the racks I’m looking crippled (money!)
f*ck on that b***h then I tip her (tip her!)
A nickel for me to take pictures (nickel!)
Not from L.A. but I clip her
Double my cup, pour a triple
Fox on my body, no Vivica (fox on my)
I’m not your average or typical (I’m not your)
Look at my wrist and it’s critical (look at the)
Hold it up, droppin’ the temperature (droppin’ the)
I get that bag on the regular
I got a bag on my cellular
Backing up, bagging up vegetables
Baggin’ up cookies, it’s medical (cookies!)
Cocaine, codeine, et cetera
Cocaine and lean, it’s federal
I take off, landin’ on Nebula
.. 20 m’s on my schedule.

You get the bag and fumble it, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (ye)
Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash!), and the car came with a blunt in it (ye)
Lil mama a thot (thot!), and she got a*s, and she gon’ f*ck up a bag (ye)
Pull up to the spot, living too fast, droppin’ the dope in the stash (yeee-ah)
In Italy, got two foreign h**s, they DM me (brrr!)
Drop the top (drop top), when it’s cold but you feel the heat (skrrt)
Be real with me, keep it 100, just be real with me, aye
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Eat it up like it’s a feast, they say the dope on fleek.

I know that you niggas get sick of me
These chains on my neck cost a mil’ a piece
I won’t even like to freestyle for free
I put in the key and ride to ..
I won’t even come out the house for free
I pay you nigga to drive for me.
..
I do what I want ‘cause I’m ..
I get the-I get the-I get the bag
They get the bag and cut it in half
.. makin’ me laugh neither we’ve
My dick did the cash
Convertible .., convertible ..
My dope got a vertical .. look at that house
And I jump out the pot came out the jail and went straight to the top
Take it easy baby.

You get the bag and fumble it, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it
Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash!), and the car came with a blunt in it
Lil mama a thot (thot!), and she got a*s, and she gon’ f*ck up a bag
Pull up to the spot, living too fast, droppin’ the dope in the stash
In Italy, got two foreign h**s, they DM me (brrr!)
Drop the top (drop top), when it’s cold but you feel the heat
Be real with me, keep it 100, just be real with me, aye
Eat it up like it’s a feast, they say the dope on fleekkk.
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