Ferno, McAree - Bag Lyrics

Ooh
Might just fly the coop
I need to make that bag
Get the fuck out the hood
Might make my way down Saks
Blow out the roof
I need to make that back
Cop me a coupe
Boom
Show me the loot
I need to make that bag
Then I need two
Might make my way down Saks
Blow out the roof
I need to make that back
Cop me a coupe

Who's that man outchea that's looking so icy
Who's that man outchea that's looking so pricy
I thank me, myself and I, then shout out my wifey
You gotta roll cause you looking to dicey
I don't give a - if the racks still come in
You can't look down on someone upcoming
Walk in the park, but man's still running
I'm on a wave that you can't sea coming
Then I drop back quick, clean and cunning
Ring up the plug like I know something
Bring up your best and don't roll nothing
I like to mould up what I'm puffing
Racks now coming in quickly
Coming in 10s, 20 10s, 10, 10s and 50s
Many men now seem shifty
Friends? Barely gotta hand full with me
Anyone but them call, I'm busy
Only when the money calls I get shwifty
Drown in the money till I get tipsy
I don't give a fuck if you don't fuck with me, fuck you

Ooh
Might just fly the coop
I need to make that bag
Get the fuck out the hood
Might make my way down Saks
Blow out the roof
I need to make that back
Cop me a coupe
Boom
Show me the loot
I need to make that bag
Then I need two
Might make my way down Saks
Blow out the roof
I need to make that back
Cop me a coupe

Ooh, just sparked me a zoot
I'm talking fat back straps
Knock you out yo boots
Ain't no one care bout that
Do what you wanna do
Simmer your ass, relax
I'm preaching the truth
I'm fishing, I'm fishing
I'm fishing, I'm fishing
These kitties be mine for the picking
Doing me minding my bidness
And all these haters preeing and they tripping
I roll with a pole if you got your Rambo
It's onguard nigga I ain't switching
But I ain't with all of the drama
So let's pree the differences and get to kicking
My nigga let's get it
The bag, let's get it
These niggas, they lost, they ain't with it
Priorities lost, man they finished
Karma done fucked with your feelings
Got a hole in your bag, my boy you ain't winning
No holes in my zoot when a nigga billing
We backstrap all day, we backstrap all night
Even with the lights off, nigga don't be silly

Ooh
Might just fly the coop
I need to make that bag
Get the fuck out the hood
Might make my way down Saks
Blow out the roof
I need to make that back
Cop me a coupe
Boom
Show me the loot
I need to make that bag
Then I need two
Might make my way down Saks
Blow out the roof
I need to make that back
Cop me a coupe