LISTENtoSIN ft. LunchMoney Lewis - Get the Bag (Breathe & Stop) Lyrics

Shorty order bottles cause she got it like that
Niggas can't even really holla like that
Ima write you this I'm hoping that you write back
Ima light this spliff and give it to you right back (SIN)
Shorty wanna roll with the real and the dangerous
Closed mouths never get fed, let me say this
Man of my word you can feel it in the cadence
Bet I got herb, you can through the fragrance
You smell what the rock is cookin'
Niggas tryna get by but the cops is lookin'
I ain't even got time for bookings
I'm tryna write a novel
Talk about my life and put it in a album
Prettiest faces killing all my sorrows
Pill bottles killing all the role models
Drunk goggles, you'd be lucky if I spot you
Love to all my homies cause you know I got you
I jump in a pool and hover over everybody
Yea my name ‘SIN' but everything so Godly
Prolly' got a hottie with a body
Nobody embodied what I just bodied man ima kill everybody
Witty like the bittys I met out in west philly
You know I'm bad w names bet i know they'll never forget me
Sincerely, SIN I'll see you in the summer
Just promise me you'll never change your number, Word
Breathe and Stop... Foreal
Now give it what you got
You gotta (Yea!)
You see the chain and watch, it's real
Get the bag dog!
Breathe and Stop... Foreal?
Now give it what you got
You gotta... (Yea!)
You see the chain and watch, it's real
Get the bag dog!
Double my cup I think I drink too much
Ease your mind girl you think too much
I said, can you keep a secret but you wink too much
Around 7, ima pick you up (Skurr skurr skurr)
And we gon' hit the city like a hurricane hit
The green orange like the hurricanes fit
I'm in Miami I don't gotta lane switch
SIN been killin since y'all was jits
Better late than never to put y'all on this
We create the weather and we ball like this
Reel it in, gotta fry bigger fish
The realest in the game that I'm in (SIN!)
Jameson in the name of SIN
Short glass I ain't even tryna play with them
Sharp shooter like Klay with pens, the word hustler
How you let a Skinny nigga out-muscle ya'
Love to the preferred customers
The blunt mellow as the sun settle (Uh)
And how you model with no role models
Inspired by bright lights gold bottles
Soul hollow, let me give you life
Chop it up like - Tell me what you been through right
I got something that'll get you right
If you with it... Just gotta' tell me that you with it
I'm with it
Breathe and Stop... Foreal?
Now give it what you got
You gotta... (Yea!)
You see the chain and watch, it's real
Get the bag dog!
Breathe and Stop... Foreal?
Now give it what you got
You gotta... (Yea!)
You see the chain and watch, it's real
Get the bag dog!

Shorty order bottles cause she got it like that
Niggas can't even really holla like that
Ima write you this I'm hoping that you write back
Ima light this spliff and give it to you right back (SIN)
Shorty wanna roll with the real and the dangerous
Closed mouths never get fed, let me say this
Man of my word you can feel it in the cadence
Bet I got herb, you can through the fragrance
You smell what the rock is cookin'
Niggas tryna get by but the cops is lookin'
I ain't even got time for bookings
I'm tryna write a novel
Talk about my life and put it in a album
Prettiest faces killing all my sorrows
Pill bottles killing all the role models
Drunk goggles, you'd be lucky if I spot you
Love to all my homies cause you know I got you
I jump in a pool and hover over everybody
Yea my name ‘SIN' but everything so Godly
Prolly' got a hottie with a body
Nobody embodied what I just bodied man ima kill everybody
Witty like the bittys I met out in west philly
You know I'm bad w names bet i know they'll never forget me
Sincerely, SIN I'll see you in the summer
Just promise me you'll never change your number, Word
Breathe and Stop... Foreal
Now give it what you got
You gotta (Yea!)
You see the chain and watch, it's real
Get the bag dog!
Breathe and Stop... Foreal?
Now give it what you got
You gotta... (Yea!)
You see the chain and watch, it's real
Get the bag dog!
Double my cup I think I drink too much
Ease your mind girl you think too much
I said, can you keep a secret but you wink too much
Around 7, ima pick you up (Skurr skurr skurr)
And we gon' hit the city like a hurricane hit
The green orange like the hurricanes fit
I'm in Miami I don't gotta lane switch
SIN been killin since y'all was jits
Better late than never to put y'all on this
We create the weather and we ball like this
Reel it in, gotta fry bigger fish
The realest in the game that I'm in (SIN!)
Jameson in the name of SIN
Short glass I ain't even tryna play with them
Sharp shooter like Klay with pens, the word hustler
How you let a Skinny nigga out-muscle ya'
Love to the preferred customers
The blunt mellow as the sun settle (Uh)
And how you model with no role models
Inspired by bright lights gold bottles
Soul hollow, let me give you life
Chop it up like - Tell me what you been through right
I got something that'll get you right
If you with it... Just gotta' tell me that you with it
I'm with it
Breathe and Stop... Foreal?
Now give it what you got
You gotta... (Yea!)
You see the chain and watch, it's real
Get the bag dog!
Breathe and Stop... Foreal?
Now give it what you got
You gotta... (Yea!)
You see the chain and watch, it's real
Get the bag dog!