IN MY BAG lyrics

[Chorus: LouGotCash]
I'm runnin' with shooters
I'm in the cut, and I'm coolin
n*ggas they made me do it
I made a hunnid at shows
b*tch I get paid to do it
You b*tches get f*cked for free
I never paid to do it
Back in my bag, for real
They jackin my swag, for real
These n*ggas thought I was done
I got them mad, for real
They know I'm paid, for real
Saint Lauren shades, for real
I'm 'bout to get on that pus*y
Until she beg for real

[Chorus: LouGotCash & Bobby Shmurda]
Back in my bag for real
They jackin my swag, for real
These n*ggas they mad, for real
'Cause they b*tches I had to kill
And they don't gang, for real
And they don't bang, for rеal
And they don't get paid, for real
See mе you know them chains is real (Grrr)
[Verse 1: Bobby Shmurda & LouGotCash]
Keep a .45 'cus I'm lit n*gga (Grrr)
Keep a Draco with two sticks n*gga (Grrr)
Get a ride around with that shh- n*gga (Grrr)
Still ridin round with that shh- n*gga (Grrr)
My b*tch blonde, and she thick n*gga
I don't stay calm 'bout sh*t n*gga
I don't stay behind no b*tch n*ggas
I came home, got rich n*ggas
I aim for game, quit n*gga
Stay ten toes ain't snitch, n*gga
Go up North, get big n*gga (Ahh)
Still ridin round with that sh*t n*gga (Grrr) (Ahh)
My pinkie ring a whole brick n*gga (Grrr) (Ahh)
Gotta couple keys on my wrist n*gga (Grrr) (Ahh)
Gotta Spanish 'ting in my whip n*gga
And my brother bringing that sh*t n*gga
Whole clips n*gga, whole zips n*gga
I could front you some, but that's it n*gga
Be quick n*gga, don't miss n*gga
I could put you down but don't slip n*gga
Don't f*ck around with them b*tch n*ggas
No loose lifts, sink shifts, n*gga (Ahh)

[Chorus: LouGotCash]
I'm runnin' with shooters
I'm in the cut, and I'm coolin
n*ggas they made me do it
I made a hunnid at shows
b*tch I get paid to do it
You b*tches get f*cked for free
I never paid to do it
Back in my bag, for real
They jackin my swag, for real
These n*ggas thought I was done
I got them mad, for real
They know I'm paid, for real
Saint Lauren shades, for real
I'm 'bout to get on that pus*y
Until she beg for real
[Chorus: LouGotCash & Bobby Shmurda]
Back in my bag for real
They jackin my swag, for real
These n*ggas they mad, for real
'Cause they b*tches I had to kill
And they don't gang, for real
And they don't bang, for real
And they don't get paid, for real
See me you know them chains is real (Grrr)

[Verse 2: LouGotCash]
For a hood n*gga, they know I'm for somethin' (Grr)
You don't inform me I'm clutchin' (Grr)
We was too fake with the Wapp
Mix the sprite with the Tussin'
I get like 20, a show
I don't stress 'bout a hoe
Call Bobby, that's my bro
He gon' shoot, he on parole
I done made a couple mills, got these b*tches in a days
Brodie slidin' over cars, like this sh*t back in the days
Made a millie off of music, man I'm still stuck in my ways
Man these n*ggas said they 'ooters, but my brodie he got grazed

[Outro: LouGotCash & Bobby Shmurda]
Back in my bag for real
They jackin my swag, for real
These n*ggas they mad, for real
'Cause they b*tches I had to kill
And they don't gang, for real
And they don't bang, for real
And they don't get paid, for real
See me you know them chains is real (Grrr)