letra de bag - freshy rich
i, i don’t even like the rari truck like that
yeah
yeah, yeah
we only copped one
ima, ima lambo n-gga
(lets get it)
el uruuu
ya
i get the bag for real
i get the bag for real
it look like i work
but really i don’t
i just sit back and chill
i get on a plane
i turn off my phone
i’m out in the mountains, hills
i really could flex
but really i don’t
i just sit back and chill
but i get the bag for real
i get the bag for real
it look like i work
but really i don’t
i just sit back and chill
i get on a plane
i turn off my phone
i’m out in the mountains, hills
i really could flex
but rеally i don’t
i just sit back and chill
(yeah)
ya
got a few checks i’m owеd
got street money that’s code
a few bad b-tches y’all know
i don’t trust these b-tches y’all know it
ever since i was a young poet
used to hear the beat and go dumb
started get money let go
i just bought a hundred round drum
i think i need a hundred more
some backwoods from the corner store
most money that she ever seen
shorty that was just one crop
i’ll still take one for the team
this sh-t could be a murder scene
i swear i got so many hoes
that we gon’ need two limousines, yeah
how you gon’ switch like that, yeah
how you gon’ switch like that, yeah
n-gga don’t flip no packs, yeah
n-gga talk sh-t that’s cap
that n-gga don’t make no racks
that n-gga don’t stand no chance
that n-gga would second guess
just spent two bands on pants
i get the bag for real
i get the bag for real
it look like i work
but really i don’t
i just sit back and chill
i get on a plane
i turn off my phone
i’m out in the mountains, hills
i really could flex
but really i don’t
i just sit back and chill
but i get the bag for real
i get the bag for real
it look like i work
but really i don’t
i just sit back and chill
i get on a plane
i turn off my phone
i’m out in the mountains, hills
i really could flex
but really i don’t
i just sit back and chill
(yeah)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
everything i do exotic, i’m looking at you exotic
she checking the time, i’m checking the raya
she taking it personal baby it’s not ya
i promise it’s i-ya the problem is i-ya
she’s acting up ay ay ay vete pa yaya
we get to the casa she love how i f-ck
i make love like i hate her
the way that i’m making it mine (uh uh uh)
do it mami, move that body
like a maf-ckin’ tsu-tsunami
you a doll she dropped a pin and put that voodoo on me
look around me you done bagged
the biggest n-gga with the biggest baggy, purosangue
(new ferrari got me)
i get the bag for real
i get the bag for real
it look like i work
but really i don’t
i just sit back and chill
i get on a plane
i turn off my phone
i’m out in the mountains, hills
i really could flex
but really i don’t
i just sit back and chill
but i get the bag for real
i get the bag for real
it look like i work
but really i don’t
i just sit back and chill
i get on a plane
i turn off my phone
i’m out in the mountains, hills
i really could flex
but really i don’t
i just sit back and chill
(yeah)
i get the bag for real
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