The Main - Bag Lyrics

A nigga in his bag man
Go and chase the bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
Yeah I got racks and
Man I stack cash
But I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I’m with my boys
Just turning up shit
Don’t got time for no bitch
Go and chase the bag man
Nigga in his bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I don’t need a bitch tryna fuck up my grind
I’m always doing fine aye
I’m out here just livin’ my life man
Don’t gotta deal with shit aye
You getting mad cause I got your girl
All up on my dick
But I don’t want your bitch, man that's just sick
But I’ll still give the tip
Your girl won’t quit man, she wanna ride man
All in my cockpit
Rather spend my time down with my jits
Trying out new outfits
Every single day, make no mistakes
You know we getting lit
But still make time to stop the grind man
Just so I could hit, aye
A nigga in his bag man
Go and chase the bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
Yeah I got racks and
Man I stack cash
But I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I’m with my boys
Just turning up shit
Don’t got time for no bitch
Go and chase the bag man
Nigga in his bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
A nigga in his bag man
Go and chase the bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
Yeah I got racks and
Man I stack cash
But I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I’m with my boys
Just turning up shit
Don’t got time for no bitch
Go and chase the bag man
Nigga in his bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I got OCD when it comes to that pussy
Says she don't wanna push me, yeah
But this the way she took me
From a dream into a nightmare
I could see the devil - he's right there
Stumbled upon a pack of someone's cigarettes
In the backseat of your Honda
You can say whatever you wanna
That doesn't mean that I will think you're innocent
I'm all in it, past the limit
Knocking on the gates of heaven
Can I kick it
I gotta find a piece of mind right now, uh
Cause I'm losing my mind right now, uh
A nigga in his bag man
Go and chase the bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
Yeah I got racks and
Man I stack cash
But I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I’m with my boys
Just turning up shit
Don’t got time for no bitch
Go and chase the bag man
Nigga in his bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
She makes herself disappear like she's a magician
She's on her knees over there, but it ain't a religion
I know what you doin' doin' doin'
And who you doin' it doin' it doin' it to
Put her money on a horse and I bet it was Trojan
A nigga in his bag man
Go and chase the bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
Yeah I got racks and
Man I stack cash
But I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I’m with my boys
Just turning up shit
Don’t got time for no bitch
Go and chase the bag man
Nigga in his bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
A nigga in his bag man
Go and chase the bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
Yeah I got racks and
Man I stack cash
But I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I’m with my boys
Just turning up shit
Don’t got time for no bitch
Go and chase the bag man
Nigga in his bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch

A nigga in his bag man
Go and chase the bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
Yeah I got racks and
Man I stack cash
But I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I’m with my boys
Just turning up shit
Don’t got time for no bitch
Go and chase the bag man
Nigga in his bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I don’t need a bitch tryna fuck up my grind
I’m always doing fine aye
I’m out here just livin’ my life man
Don’t gotta deal with shit aye
You getting mad cause I got your girl
All up on my dick
But I don’t want your bitch, man that's just sick
But I’ll still give the tip
Your girl won’t quit man, she wanna ride man
All in my cockpit
Rather spend my time down with my jits
Trying out new outfits
Every single day, make no mistakes
You know we getting lit
But still make time to stop the grind man
Just so I could hit, aye
A nigga in his bag man
Go and chase the bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
Yeah I got racks and
Man I stack cash
But I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I’m with my boys
Just turning up shit
Don’t got time for no bitch
Go and chase the bag man
Nigga in his bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
A nigga in his bag man
Go and chase the bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
Yeah I got racks and
Man I stack cash
But I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I’m with my boys
Just turning up shit
Don’t got time for no bitch
Go and chase the bag man
Nigga in his bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I got OCD when it comes to that pussy
Says she don't wanna push me, yeah
But this the way she took me
From a dream into a nightmare
I could see the devil - he's right there
Stumbled upon a pack of someone's cigarettes
In the backseat of your Honda
You can say whatever you wanna
That doesn't mean that I will think you're innocent
I'm all in it, past the limit
Knocking on the gates of heaven
Can I kick it
I gotta find a piece of mind right now, uh
Cause I'm losing my mind right now, uh
A nigga in his bag man
Go and chase the bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
Yeah I got racks and
Man I stack cash
But I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I’m with my boys
Just turning up shit
Don’t got time for no bitch
Go and chase the bag man
Nigga in his bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
She makes herself disappear like she's a magician
She's on her knees over there, but it ain't a religion
I know what you doin' doin' doin'
And who you doin' it doin' it doin' it to
Put her money on a horse and I bet it was Trojan
A nigga in his bag man
Go and chase the bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
Yeah I got racks and
Man I stack cash
But I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I’m with my boys
Just turning up shit
Don’t got time for no bitch
Go and chase the bag man
Nigga in his bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
A nigga in his bag man
Go and chase the bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch
Yeah I got racks and
Man I stack cash
But I ain’t worried bout no bitch
I’m with my boys
Just turning up shit
Don’t got time for no bitch
Go and chase the bag man
Nigga in his bag man
I ain’t worried bout no bitch