Bag Getters! Lyrics

This for them bag getters. You said you want smoke, but why'd you cap, nigga

I'm in love with the cash like I'm that krab nigga

You niggas is my sons, I feel like a dad figure

Shorty turnt up twerking on me at the function

I swear one day I'ma have my city jumpin'

bad lil hoe like my chain cause it's bustin'

This wockhardt, I don't sip robitussin

I feel like D-Lo, I don't give a fuck about no hoe

Think you niggas D-low cause you ain't got no hoes

Take a look at my chain, yes its on froze

If I take that bitch off, I might let it go

Ima , let it snow

Jus like Elsa, she want me buy a birkin, but baby, I can't help ya

Old ass niggas in my pockets, yeah, they elders

Asking' how I do what I do, but I can't tell you