My sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
In my bag now, In my bag now (Bag now)
What the f*ck is that sound? (That sound)
What the f*ck is that sound? (That sound)

[Verse 1]
Brought the MAC out, n*ggas sat down
I got sh*t I never had now, I could brag now
Got my b*tch a Louis bag now, she could brag now
Bought my b*tch a Birkin bag now, she a brat now
Now I'm sittin' in the club in a different bag now
Baby when I pick it up you gon' put that ass down
Tell 'em you don't give a f*ck, baby spin that ass 'round
Tell the DJ turn it up, what the f*ck is that sound?
A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie and it's always foreign
Yeah I know she like my style, them other n*ggas borin'
When I pull up, it go skrrt-skrrt, that's a foreign
When I pull up on a red light, they don't want it
Yeah I came up from the mud and my baby know that
Introduced her to my plug, now she think she all that
When I first hit her up, no she never wrote back
Then I saw her at the club so I got up on that

[Chorus]
Now every time they play this song she say "This is my sh*t" (This is my sh*t)
See the flick of my wrist (Flick of my wrist)
And I know she know wassup, baby, this is my sh*t (This is my sh*t)
See the flick of my wrist (Flick of my wrist)
[Verse 2]
They know that's my b*tch, that's a fact and she stuck with me
When you in my section, fill it up when my cup empty
I can't f*ck with rats, that's a fact, that's a dub n*gga
All about my F, can't put water over blood, n*gga
Trust me, it get ugly
If I wasn't gettin' money would you still want me?
If I told you I was broke would you start actin' funny?
This is all I ever wanted, you can't take it from me

[Chorus]
Now every time they play this song, she say "This is my sh*t" (This is my sh*t)
See the flick of my wrist (Flick of my wrist)
And I know she know what's up baby this is my sh*t (This is my sh*t)
See the flick of my wrist (Flick of my wrist)