Uno-Mf - Way More Lyrics

See I got way more bags than I got friends
Way more bags, I got way more bags
I got way more bags than I got friends
Way more bags, I got way more bags
I got way more bags than I got friends
Way more bags, I got way more bags
I got way more bags than I got friends
Way more bags, I got way more bags

Bring Dem bags in (I gotta go and get that bag)
Used to be trapping by that trash can (Trap trap trap trap trap)
Dem folks used to call me street rat
Got me feeling like Aladdin (I guess that im a fucking sultan)
And now I got my bags up (Run it run it run it run it up)
Shit so tall that it could stand up (Stand stand stand stand up)
And now that watch on my wrist golden (solid gold)
Im the one feel like im chosen
Bitch im Uno
You and yo people can go in on a pack
But I ain't going for all that (All dat all dat)
Fuck a swisher know im rolling that gas
Dutch or Backwood back to back (Dat gas dat gas)
If you can't handle the pressure then you gone get squished and I ain't wit all dat (All dat all dat)
I got dem big ol bags (Dem bags dem bags) sacks not flat dats big ol facts (Oh yeah dam facts)
One thing I learned in my business class
Can't run off on the plug if you shit at math
Won't spend not one penny on ass
Bitch im busy im gettin dat cash
Uno-Mf never been stupid
I don't double up the re-up I cube it
I get the bag that im never confused with
You get that bag and it look like a Rubiks

See I got way more bags than I got friends
Way more bags, I got way more bags
I got way more bags than I got friends
Way more bags, I got way more bags
I got way more bags than I got friends
Way more bags, I got way more bags
I got way more bags than I got friends
Way more bags, I got way more bags

I can replace the fakes wit bags now (I can replace they ass wit bags)
So much in my room I stand out(And trap trap trap trap trap)
They used to call a nigga pack rat
Cause all dem big bags that I pack out (Gotta move that pack pack pack pack)
Why would I be popular? (But fuck it run it run it run it)
When I chose to be the solid one (keep it a hunnid hunnid hunnid)
And now my pockets filled with hundreds
If my people need it say "I gotcha bruh"
(Just cus im real af)
I don't like people who get rid of change
Cuz I know they will drop a dime on me (They'll drop that dime)
See you wit money and start acting strange
I got a feeling that ain't right to me (Something ain't right)
Once I got a bag it felt like a baby in class
Cuz it changed the life of me (It changed my lie)
Can't fuck wit day ass cuz I know they mad
And I got a bag that don't lie to me (That bag don't lie)
Only got my trust in a few
Maybe five four three or two
Shit maybe one most likely none
I ain't got trust but I got views (I Got them views)
Big bag I gotta fill it up with loot (That loot that loot)
Proof in the pudding and I got the spoon (Ima lick that spoon)
Opened up my eyes so I could see the truth
All I seen was groups of snakes wearing shoes

See I got way more bags than I got friends
Way more bags, I got way more bags
I got way more bags than I got friends
Way more bags, I got way more bags
I got way more bags than I got friends
Way more bags, I got way more bags
I got way more bags than I got friends
Way more bags, I got way more bags