​​bags lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, woah

[Verse 1]
We bouta get high as sh*t
You can never keep it on the low
Feelings hit like 5MEO
Type of girl that won't f*ck with you, unless she see you on HBO
Staying in that's the past, unless she smoke the whole bag
Going out that's a pass, unless you buying her a bag
Ice cold, big bag (Yeah)
But I'm doing what I love
She said this is not about the bags, I really couldn't give a f*ck
You think it's funny, I dropped the kush and it spilled on my pants and my seat
Don't worry these aren't designer distressed, they were just ripped jeans
Woah, woah

[Chorus]
We usеd to f*ck on the sofa, now we ain't f*ckin it all (Not once)
And I ain't got no onе else to really think ahead enough to come through
To replace you baby (Can't replace you)
Hey, hey
To replace you baby (No, no)

[Verse 2]
It's not the same, it's not the same
It's impossible unless we share the pain
No, no, share the blame, share the pain
No they can't maf*cker just share this pain
Tear that sh*t apart, hey
Pullin at your heart strings, yeah
Making it look easy
Boy I make your ears ring
Oh woah, oh my god
Flow is custom made, like a mod
9TAILS like the fox
These words come together, but no John