in my bag ft. Bummy God Lyrics

I'm in my bag forreal

I'm in my bag forreal

I'm in my bag forreal

I'm in my bag forreal

Remember when they used to look down on me

Now I'm really him aye

They ain't wanna come ride with me

They was in it for them aye

What you thought that I'd forget

Like now I'm gonna cut you a check

Just cuz I got diamond baguettes

And me and Bummy in them vettes'

I'm counting I'm counting

I'm counting up guwap

She eat up this dick I don't want her to stop

I got me 2 bitches we sipping Cîroc

Me and Bum in the cut and we fucking on thots

They want me to go change on my niggas

But I can't go

They ain't want me to switch lanes on my nigga

But I can't fold

I got me some big bankrolls on me nigga

Bout my dough

You ain't tryna give me no brain or no throat

Get out my door

What you thought that I'd forget

I ain't never gonna forget nothing aye

Got them diamonds on my neck

Everybody know I stay stunting

And we riding with a Tec

Already know that we ain't hunting

Me and Stevie in them Vettes'

And we bouta go get something yea

I'm in my bag forreal

I'm in my bag forreal

I'm in my bag forreal

Remember when they used to look down on me

Now I'm really him aye

They ain't wanna come ride with me

They was in it for them aye

What you thought that I'd forget

Like now I'm gonna cut you a check

Just cuz I got diamond baguettes

And me and Stevie in them vettes'

I'm counting I'm counting

I'm counting up guwap

She eat on this dick I don't want her to stop

I got me two bitches we sipping Cîroc

Me and Steve in the cut and we fucking on thots

Watch me shoot my shot like Melo

I might just take your bae

She wanna slide over today

She bumping my shit on the way

I told her bitch park it valet

You want

All of that shit on the regular dog

But you ain't applying that pressure nah

No way yea

We gonna be okay

Left that pussy DOA

She a bird no Chick-Fil-A

I told her bitch get out my way

Woah yea

I don't wanna play no games

Baby you been going out of your lane

I can feel it like 808s yea

I know when you lie its cold in my heart and soul

Imma just fade away yea

Imma just let you go

I wanna let you know

I'm in my bag forreal

I'm in my bag forreal

I'm in my bag forreal

I'm in my bag forreal

Remember when they used to look down on me

Now I'm really him aye

They ain't wanna come ride with me

They was in it for them aye

What you thought that I'd forget

Like now I'm gonna cut you a check

Just cuz I got diamond baguettes

And me and Bummy in them vettes'

I'm counting I'm counting

I'm counting up guwap

She eat up this dick I don't want her to stop

I got me two bitches we sipping Cîroc

Me and Bum in the cut and we fucking on thots