Music Video
Rich The Kid x Blueface Type Beat "Bag" (Prod By Danny Phantom)
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich The Kid
Vocals
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
Jay Critch
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Critchlow
Songwriter
Brandon Rackley
Songwriter
James Bernard Rosser Jr.
Songwriter
Trevon Campbell
Songwriter
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Dimitri Roger
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nard & B
Producer
XL
Producer
Chris Guevara
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Michael Dottin
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Nard & B
Know how the fuck we bomin', ****
More rings, more chains, ****
Hey
Trenchwerk
XL Eagle made it
Aye
[Verse 2]
I spend it all, get it right back (Right back)
You **** acting up, **** showin off
**** not even like that (**** not even like that)
Got to go run to the money
I pick up a bag and I'm comin' right back
Them **** lookin' real funny
I'm whippin' the Jag' I know they don't like that
Diamonds, they dancin' like Mike Jack'
I'm on a roll like dice (Hey)
You gotta pay that price (Yeah)
She give me face, like Skype (Face like Skype)
I got her old man tight (Yeah)
I gotta ball like Mike (Hey)
VVS's dancing, they moonwalk (Ice)
I put the gang on ice
Runnin' to the bands, gotta cool off
[Verse 3]
I blow the racks when I'm pissed off (What?)
Pull out the Wraith, throw the top off (Skrrt)
You **** is softer than cotton (Huh?)
Back up 'cause my diamonds be boxing (Woah)
Rich Forever gettin' to the cheddar now (Cheddar now)
I bought me a Maybach to ride around (Huh?)
I'm flexin', they pullin' the cameras out (Flex)
They're askin' me, what's there to talk about (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Left wrist froze, got pointers (Ice)
The bankroll too big, it don't fold up (Woah)
Rich Forever whole gang froze up (Froze up)
She a motherfuckin' liar, she don't know us (Huh?)
Back to the trap (Trap)
VV's, bitch, my diamonds attack (Bitch)
Just sippin' the Act' (Act')
Ride around with a pint and a MAC (Grrr)
[Verse 4]
I spend it all, get it right back (Right back)
You **** acting up, **** showin off
**** not even like that (**** not even like that)
Got to go run to the money
I pick up a bag and I'm comin' right back
Them **** lookin' real funny
I'm whippin' the Jag' I know they don't like that
Diamonds, they dancin' like Mike Jack'
I'm on a roll like dice (Hey)
You gotta pay that price
She give me face, like Skype (Face like Skype)
I got her old man tight
I gotta ball like Mike
VVS's dancing, they moonwalk
I put the gang on ice
Runnin' to the bands, gotta cool off
[Verse 5]
We ain't into the hoe talk
Turn a **** whole afro to a mohawk
And I'm making mad money, no lie
In the big body, but it's fast like a go-kart, aye
They be so mad when I pull up
Put your girlfriend in the back of the tour bus, aye
Ain't got time for a ho now
Put my dick on her tonsil
Make her throw up, aye
The way she be rockin' Hermès
The way she rockin' all this Gucci and Louis
I wanna rock her to bed
I hope that pussy ain't loose and it's gooey
Let's take a flight to Berlin
I'll get you Givenchy and Jimmy Choo things
I skeeted all on her chest
Watch it drip all the way down to the pussy
[Verse 6]
I spend it all, get it right back (Right back)
You **** acting up, **** showin off
**** not even like that (**** not even like that)
Got to go run to the money
I pick up a bag and I'm comin' right back
Them **** lookin' real funny
I'm whippin' the Jag' I know they don't like that
Diamonds, they dancin' like Mike Jack'
I'm on a roll like dice (Hey)
You gotta pay that price
She give me face, like Skype (Face like Skype)
I got her old man tight
I gotta ball like Mike (Hey)
VVS's dancing, they moonwalk
I put the gang on ice
Runnin' to the bands, gotta cool off
Written by: Artist Julius Dubose, Brandon Rackley, Dimitri Roger, J Dubrose, James Bernard Rosser Jr., Jason Critchlow, Trevon Campbell
