In My Bag lyrics

[Chorus]
My chips, my cash, my drip, my splash
My kicks, my swag, your b*tch, I smash
Live fly, live life, like it's my last
My clip might blast, I'm in my bag
My chips, my cash, my drip, my splash
My kicks, my swag, your b*tch, I smash
Live fly, live life, like it's my last
My clip might blast, I'm in my bag

[Verse 1: No Fatigue]
In my bag, like chips, I got salsa
Never ask for that pus*y, she offer
Yeah I be drippin' water
Keep a pole on me like my charger
Act like a hero, get put in a suit
Check on me just like a swoosh
This off the head, no salute
Just like a beetle, got juice
Mad they can't do what I do
Expect me to fail
Got your hands out, someone give him a rail
Bread on me blue, but not stale
Had to bounce back off them L's
Me and bro rockin' like Kenan & Kel
Get up everyday and I hustle like Ed
I'm gon' chase cash 'til a young n*gga dead
Down to get money, no I'm never scared
I'm just gon' do it, I don't gotta say it
Catch me drippin' in that Louis or Fendi
I got that soul like a 10 piece
Clean like a butler, no Jimmy
That sh*t that you talk don't offend me
I'ma keep rapping and make n*ggas envy
My bro be shooting like Steph 'til it's empty
None of my n*ggas is friendly, aye
I'm tryna ball just like NBA
Flash flood when I drip on the scene
I'm a collector machine
Living my life, I'm living my dream
Cut n*ggas off like a scene
Feeling your b*tch today
Ooh, your chick I filet
Honey dip di*k in your b*tch
Flex, she blowing me like the TEC, yeah
[Chorus]
My chips, my cash, my drip, my splash
My kicks, my swag, your b*tch, I smash
Live fly, live life, like it's my last
My clip might blast, I'm in my bag
My chips, my cash, my drip, my splash
My kicks, my swag, your b*tch, I smash
Live fly, live life, like it's my last
My clip might blast, I'm in my bag

[Verse 2: Montana of 300]
Call it what you wanna, I stay with that blicker, that burner
That glizzy, that toolie, that iron
My momma told me you n*ggas gon' hate us
Some said I wouldn't make it, I knew they was lying
Count on me, I done won too many times
I like to drip in that Louis Vuitton
That ain't my b*tch, but that coochie is mine
She want me to lay up, like she threw me a dime
Feeling good, n*gga how about ya?
Bro keep a Glock and n*gga I'll vouch
If a f*ck n*gga get buck-wheat
Point it at his top, ooh, Alfalfa
di*k for you pussies, I'm too raw
You are not f*ckin' with me, that's blue balls
Keep a move in the whip, like a U-Haul
Don't get hit with the stick, like a cue ball
Used to ride with that TEC in my drawers
Moving 'round with that weight, like a medicine ball
I'm rapping facts, I ain't never been fraud
I got blamed for some murders that never been solved, yeah
Had to drive way before I was 16
Clothes to hoes to designer and ripped jeans
I'm not Kevin Gates, but my kicks clean
My whole squad drip, like a swim team
My daughter and son, they be fresher than Easter
Flexin' and ballin', Batista
b*tches know I'm a boss
I got cheese, I got dough, I got sauce, I could make me a pizza
Haters talk 'til it's "hasta la vista"
Sit the f*ck down, or get fanned like the bleachers
Word to God, it ain't sh*t to take money out
I'll make everyone pay, like the preacher
[Chorus]
My chips, my cash, my drip, my splash
My kicks, my swag, your b*tch, I smash
Live fly, live life, like it's my last
My clip might blast, I'm in my bag
My chips, my cash, my drip, my splash
My kicks, my swag, your b*tch, I smash
Live fly, live life, like it's my last
My clip might blast, I'm in my bag