Wish That I Could Lyrics

Uh, yeah and blow, yeah, yeah and blow Uh, lately I've been in my bag, uh, lately I've

Been in my bag Uh, lately I've been in my bag, uh, yeah and

Blow, yeah blow I think I might need me a Grammy, shout out

My granny Damn, I be missin' my granddad

Damn, I wish I could take it back to the times when shit was good, not bad

Uh-huh, why they mad

Uh-huh, maybe cause I got a bag

Uh-huh, uh, I'm in my bag, uh, uh, I'm in my bag, uh, uh, I'm in my bag

Damn

What you spend' on your wrist

A cool 50, that's why they mad, that's why they mad

Uh-huh, wish that I could bring my granddad back

Wish that I could bring Keanu back

Wish that I could bring CJ back

Wish that I could bring Reek right back

Yeah, they mad cause I got cash

They mad cause I'm in my bag

Quick draw, I shoot off the hip

Steph Curry, I really don't miss

Big dawg, you know I'm no lame

Stop playin', better stay in your lane

Too high, I'm outta my brain

Lost lonni, I went insane

I hit your girl, now she say I'm a dog

Diamonds drippin' off my neck, look like a waterfall

I be missin' my granddad

I gotta stay up out my feelings

I be missin' my granddad

Tellin' myself, gotta stay up out my feelings

I think I might need me a Grammy

Shout out my Granny, damn, I be missin' my granddad

Damn, I wish I could take it back to the times

When shit was good, not bad

Uh-huh, why they mad

Uh-huh, maybe cause I got a bag

Uh-huh, uh, I'm in my bag

Uh, uh, I'm in my bag

Uh, uh, I'm in my bag

That's why they mad

What you Spend' on your wrist

A cool 50, that's why they mad, that's why they mad

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Wish that I could bring my granddad back

Wish that I could bring C.J. back

Wish that I could bring Keanu back

Wish that I could bring Reek right back

I'm in the club, they gon' tell the DJ, put it on replay

I told the bitch I'm goin' to Mars, I ain't comin' back no more

I'm high as hell, I'm off the weed, I'm off the za-za

Might smoke the runtz, might smoke the Candy, might smoke the gumbo

I think I might need me a Grammy, shout out my Granny

Damn, I be missin' my granddad

Damn, I wish I could take it back to the times when shit was good, not bad

Uh-huh, why they mad

Uh-huh, maybe cause I got a bag

Uh-huh, uh, I'm in my bag

Uh, uh, I'm in my bag

Uh, uh, I'm in my bag

That's why they mad

What you Spend' on your wrist

A cool 50, that's why they mad, that's why they mad

That's why they mad, they in they feelin'

That's why they man, they a lil' bitch

That's why they mad, like, fuck you, nigga

That's why they mad, uh-uh

That's why they mad, uh-uh

That's why they mad, uh-uh

That's why they mad, uh-uh

That's why they mad, uh-uh