2020 Bag lyrics

[Intro: 3200 Tre]
I get woke up every morning by my ringtone, come on
I get woke up–, it's Thirty (Keon)

[Verse 1: 3200 Tre]
I get woke up every morning by my ringtone
You better catch me while I'm here, I won't be sitting long
I'm the biggest thing from Lancing, b*tch, I'm King Kong
This sh*t ain't just for me, I'm tryna put my team on
If I FaceTime your phone, you better pop a titty
I be chilling, how could n*ggas have a problem with me?
When the deal come, my brothers finna sign it with it
The sh*t around my neck tweak without thе lights, it's real diamonds in it
I can't leave without my Glock, I'm bondеd with it
Me and my brother got locked, he got bonded with me
How the f*ck I'm not that? I made a dime from fifty
Twelve ain't gon' be enough, I gotta ride with fifty
I shoot this b*tch until the handle break off
I'm tryna find a white b*tch to send them Chase off
Her hips thick, I'm finna try and f*ck the shape off
If you hear my phone ring, that's just some pape' calling

[Verse 2: Louie Ray]
Stunting on myself, I'm at home flexing
'Bout something if you see me on my phone texting
Club hop, this a cold section
Heard the pus*y dumb as hell, that's why I'm tryna test it
I think money was running from me, how I'm tryna catch it
I see butter gettin' me far, no more tryna stretch it
Beef not dead, but I'm tryna let it
You see me with pills or pot, I'm tryna sell it
You trick off to get the head, and I can get off organic
Buy cars, thinking 'bout a new one, I hope they don't panic
Kitchen look like something out movie, I can white ceramic
A.P. fit my wrist the way I like, but now I'm going Patek
Catch a box, then bust down a package
Daily I get knots, like I box average
I know it's yours, I still take it, b*tch, my block savage
You heard wrong, n*gga
Get your news through
You so naive, you gon' let these n*ggas use you
Lately, I've been trippin', n*gga
Everything you seen new
Lately, I've been hitting everything, I know you seen Lou
[Verse 3: 3200 Tre]
Sorry that I f*cked your b*tch, I ain't mean to
I'm in this b*tch wit' 6andz, Blade, D Love and A Lee too
You can't just get the verse from Ray, pay me too
It's thirty b*tches in this room, just save me two
I get money different ways, my hands in everything
They let me get my CPL, now I can carry things
Today I'm tryna shoot a movie, bring out every chain
That n*gga ice hittin' too hard, it look very strange
I'm finna flood the streets with 'bows, I call it giving back
n*ggas hit your stomach eight times, why you ain't spinning back?
I'm in here dozing off between bars, I'm tryna get a nap
Tryna find that Rio 2020 bag, I'm tryna get in that
Don't call my phone with bullsh*t, b*tch, make it make sense
The b*tch know how to make my day, she send me eight pics
Ain't nothing else inside this cup, it's just some straight Trish
I grew up playing Tetris, so I can lay bricks