Bag Talk lyrics

[Intro]
This my bag walk, bag talk
I jus be on some fly ass sh*t, all these expensive ass bracelets on me
100k kit on me and this 230k on me in the booth
Feel me we goin’ crazy in this b*tch, gang in this b*tch
This my bag walk, bag talk, last b*tch fagged off, fagged off, nascar
[Chorus]
This my bag walk, bag talk, last b*tch fagged off, fast car, nascar this is not a jaguar
I was dead broke what you think I got this bag for
Ice on, lights off, baby cut this mic on, wrist on, mic gold, pockets need lipo
I might put my number in this song like i’m Mike Jones
[Verse 1]
Off white kicks on, this is not a rice bowl
VVS stones on, I don’t like them nice hoes
Nice clothes, high fashion, Gucci Ion like those
I might f*ck this b*tch all night off this mic bro
Klockin, drop kickin’, talk crazy sock n*ggas
Hot n*gga, prolly why he got so much ice wit him
I jus talk green, chase chicken, Ion like to chasе b*tches
Havin’ broke bad problem finna makе me hate b*tches
Never had no coochie in yo life you must hate b*tches
And I’m wit the same n*ggas, bag I jus came wit it
[Chorus]
This my bag walk, bag talk, last b*tch fagged off, fast car, nascar this is not a jaguar
I was dead broke what you think I got this bag for
Ice on, lights off, baby cut this mic on, wrist on, mic gold, pockets need lipo
I might put my number in this song like i’m Mike Jones
This my bag walk, bag talk, last b*tch fagged off, fast car, nascar this is not a jaguar
I was dead broke what you think I got this bag for
Ice on, lights off, baby cut this mic on, wrist on, mic gold, pockets need lipo
I might put my number in this song like i’m Mike Jones
[Verse 2]
Throwin’ pop shots, n*gga you ain’t got no aim wit it
Lame n*ggas, snake n*ggas might jus erase n*ggas
Bad b*tches, broke n*ggas sh*t really do not mix
You ever seen a b*tch suck di*k using chopsticks
I’m comin’ to your dinner party, we can bring our own chopsticks
Talk stupid, drop kick in dead stock kicks
I jus caught a six ball, feel like Randy Moss b*tch
Put that Don’t Choke on finna start a mosh pit
Turn all these lights off, watch how these rocks hit
Blind a b*tch, find a b*tch, bro you better hide the b*tch
If I show her 30 thousand, she gon give up all that silent sh*t
3 fire shrooms in me got me like high as sh*t
[Chorus]
This my bag walk, bag talk, last b*tch fagged off, fast car, nascar this is not a jaguar
I was dead broke what you think I got this bag for
Ice on, lights off, baby cut this mic on, wrist on, mic gold, pockets need lipo
I might put my number in this song like i’m Mike Jones
This my bag walk, bag talk, last b*tch fagged off, fast car, nascar this is not a jaguar
I was dead broke what you think I got this bag for
Ice on, lights off, baby cut this mic on, wrist on, mic gold, pockets need lipo
I might put my number in this song like i’m Mike Jones