Been In My Bag lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, shout out HoodRich Pablo Juan
Already know how this sh*t go
We don't love none of these hoes
Tryna run up them f*cking bags, b*tch
Let's get it

[Chorus]
You know that I go cuckoo
And I'm the sh*t, no poo poo
Dancing on the di*k, no tutu
And I'm on the beat, no Juju
I got him crying, boohoo
He think I'm doing voodoo
They watching me like Hulu
b*tch, I don't know you, who you?
f*ck that, I'm tryna run up the racks
No I'm not worried 'bout n*ggas
I'm going to riches from rags
And I'm not signing no contracts
For less than a million stacks
Let me know where I can pick it up at
You already know that I been in my bag, I been in my bag

[Verse]
You already know that I be in my bag, so don't even ask where I've been
I had to drop all of my hoes for one of these n*ggas, I'm talking 'bout Ben
He said that he like all his b*tches real thick even though I'm real thin
But that ass is so fat he wanna see it all the time so I did a lil' spin
Um, yeah, he want me to turn it around
You know that I'm turning it up, these b*tches be turning it down
These b*tches is goofy, these b*tches not it, I call all these b*tches some clowns
If I let yo n*gga go swim in this pus*y you know that yo n*gga gone drown
He wanna smash from the back
I want a platinum plaque
Yeah, our destination don't match
I'm going forward, they taking it back
He wanna go on a date
I don't agree cause I know I'm gone flake
Unless he say that he trying to feed me, baby, I'm ordering steak
I don't even eat meat
b*tch, hurry up, beep, beep
Finna pop out like 3D
And we pulling up like three deep
Finna make a n*gga dance like KeKe
He be all up on my peepee
Trying to get freaky
Somebody tell this b*tch that she is blind 'cause she can't see me
[Chorus]
You know that I go cuckoo
And I'm the sh*t, no poo poo
Dancing on the di*k, no tutu
And I'm on the beat, no Juju
I got him crying, boohoo
He think I'm doing voodoo
They watching me like Hulu
b*tch, I don't know you, who you?
f*ck that, I'm tryna run up the racks
No I'm not worried 'bout n*ggas
I'm going to riches from rags
And I'm not signing no contracts
For less than a million stacks
Let me know where I can pick it up at
You already know that I been in my bag, I been in my bag

[Outro]
b*tch, I been in my bag
I been deep in my bag
I'm so deep in this sh*t
I'm down here with cookie crumbs and Sour Patch Kids and old receipts, dried-out lip gloss tubes
Come on, I'm in my bag, b*tch