Bagg (feat. Lil Yachty)

I got the streets

I got the juice

I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe

I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes

I got the strap, I got the hitters, stay out my way, paper route business, hey

I got the money (First, you get the money)

I got the power (Then you get the power)

We got the streets

Because they ours

I got the bagg, I got the swag, I got the bagg

'Bout to go spend a bagg, 'bout to go spend a bagg

Go spend a bagg, 'bout to go spend a bagg, hey

What is that question you asked? What is in my book bag?

That's just a whole lotta cash, or that's just a whole lotta swag

I just got back from England, I just made a mil in three months

I just smoked a ounce in three blunts, I pour lean in my Grey Poupon

I never had shit so I stunt, flex

Half a million dollars worth of jewelry on while I'm havin' sex

Real street **** playin' with paper so I do it for the streets, fuck a hater

Yeah, I threw the money on a stripper ho, but later on that night, I fucked a waiter

'Bout to go spend me a bagg, I'm 'bout to go spend me a bagg

I'm 'bout to go fuck on your bitch, take her overseas with me, she in first class

I'm 'bout to go spend me a bagg, I'm 'bout to go spend me a bagg

Boy, that's a whole lotta swag, Gucci Timberlands with the matching rag

I got the streets

I got the juice

I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe

I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes

I got the strap, I got the hitters, stay out my way, paper route business, hey

I got the money

I got the power

We got the streets

Because they ours

I got the bagg, I got the swag, I got the bagg

'Bout to go spend a bagg, 'bout to go spend a bagg

Go spend a bagg, 'bout to go spend a bagg, hey

I got the youth, I got the Benz, was gon' cop Bentley but then I got Maybach

That boy ain't no soldier, he act like Pat Sajak, that **** so fresh that I smell just like Ajax

Ooh, I got the bag, I got a swag in a box filled with tags

Show off my riches 'cause I came from rags, Jacksonville shorty, my bitch drive a Jag

**** run up on my soul, he'll get dragged, I spend a whole lotta

Uzi scarf rap like I came from Al-Qaeda, fuck the rap game, I do not need no writers

I know the shooters and hang with the fighters

One kilo dab, I pipe up more than Ryu, piper viper viper, my bro keep a sniper

Pop-pop at your top

Fuck around and run it up like I'm Guap

Ay, never gon' stop, Lil Boat take your worst day to the chop shop

Over there on the east block, he lives the thug life just like Pac

I live the good life, I'm the don, young enough to be your mama's son

But some hire mama's sons

Still a **** signin', fuck her older son

Shout out Zaya, got my neck and wrist on pawn

I got the streets

I got the juice

I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe

I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes

I got the strap, I got the hitters, stay out my way, paper route business, hey

I got the money

I got the power

We got the streets

Because they ours

I got the bagg, I got the swag, I got the bagg

'Bout to go spend a bagg, 'bout to go spend a bagg

Go spend a bagg, 'bout to go spend a bagg, hey

I pull up smokin' out the bagg, I'm 'bout to go spend a bagg

I count that money real fast, I wonder if that's her real ass

I'm on the E-way doin' the dash, all this ice on me lookin' like glass

These bitches, they love me like Shaft, in the trap I perfected my craft

Told you ****, ain't real as us, told you **** ain't seein' us

Lost a quarter mil re-in' up, **** too slow, ain't keepin' up

Sippin' on Actavis, drinkin' me a codeine daiquiri

Showed up late but fashionably, every week is fashion week, yeah

Need a bad bitch that set it off like Jada

But I don't wanna fuck, I want you to hold my sack, I'll pay you

In Pappadeaux eatin' alligator, my favorite app is a calculator

Yeah, I think I might go spend me a bagg today, my ****

I got the streets

I got the juice

I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe

I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes

I got the strap, I got the hitters, stay out my way, paper route business, hey

I got the money

I got the power

We got the streets

Because they ours

I got the bagg, I got the swag, I got the bagg

'Bout to go spend a bagg, 'bout to go spend a bagg

Go spend a bagg, 'bout to go spend a bagg, hey