In My Bag

Turn me up in my headphones real quick Let’s go In the mood and Imma get that, ain’t no doubt about it I meant that This a marathon fuck an episode like a soccer ball when I kick back Move forward no set backs, long pause just to reset Schooling y’all so I’m teaching, I don’t play bitch fuck recess I’m bout mine that’s full time when I’m all in Bloodline stay evolving, but they stand up when I walk in on some king shit Small things no more or less, stay fly outlandish shit Own world in my element, there’s only one me and that settles it Money talks, that’s uniform in all languages Criteria is a bad bitch my standards so high maintenance On time no lateness, punctual, requirements not optional Family dysfunctional might get along for a month or two Content got a grade A, ain’t no such thing as a B role Downtown I’m in EADO just to toast it up with my people Get money, eat, sleep, poquito for a sequel Just a little bit, if fuck with you don’t confuse that for an equal Pause on them comments I don’t know you don’t talk about it Come correct not sideways, whole team gone be about it Counting bread ’til it’s unloafed, y’all switching teams like Rondo No plan no bueno, straight to the bag and that’s pronto Y’all got me all up in my bag, I’m all up in my bag I’m all up in my bag, yeah I’m all up in my bag Oh you haters getting mad, I cop without a tag Ain’t need to look so sad ‘cause I’m all up on that ass Got me all up in my Picked it up where I left off, double back for a turn around Quarterback can’t half step, calling plays then I hike the ball Losing never at all, behind those lines those enemies fall To the grave I’m taking all secrets, loyalty no matter the cost All eyes put them on me, can’t slip up when I’m holding Thang thang keep it on me, one deep when I’m rolling On a lose lose they trolling, on the internet they be posing Offline so phony, so I move how I move and it’s low-key Since the nosebleeds I been doing me, front row where the players at Hard as fuck that the dick game, got these old bitches having heart attacks Imma humble dude and a modest cat, Class act like Kid and Play Hitting home runs out the juice box like Astro, Minute Maid Let it phase me, not at all Shopping sprees out the Galleria, buy the whole store fuck catalog 45 on a different route, down South y’all know what I’m talking bout To the bag Imma never stall, this Whataburger no In & Out Unlimited, I get mine like yesterday Elevate got a bad bitch that a motivate, it ain’t hard to say When its go time keep watching, both hands be clocking Punching out no stopping, straight ahead it gets sloppy We ain’t the same I can promise that, best believe that or come see about it Comments keep it to yourself, whole team gone be about it Counting bread ’til it’s unloafed no switching teams like Rondo No plan no bueno, straight to the bag and that’s pronto Y’all got me all up in my bag, I’m all up in my bag I’m all up in my bag, yeah I’m all up in my bag Oh you haters getting mad, I cop without a tag Ain’t need to look so sad ‘cause I’m all up on that ass Got me all up in my Yeah Hahaha