Lyrics
I just got a bag, and I'm spendin' it
New whip, bitch I'm 'bout to crash when I'm spinnin' it
New bitch, she got a fat ass, and I'm killin' it
I'm losin' it, bitch please do not ask if I'm coolin man
Bitch I'm sippin' on this wok as I'm recordin' this
No bitch, I don't want to talk on some cordial shit
I just want to be about my bag, not no formal shit
I wonder if I crash, would I remember this
I got a whole lot of thoughts hangin' around my head
Wonderin' what would happen if I end up dead
But I can't do that, bitch I got a kid
Sippin wok and dirty sprite, I'm the xan man
I got to pick up the pace, I got to pick up the pace
I'm gettin' money, I'm gettin' paid by the day
I'm gettin' paid to my face
Doin' this shit for my daughter, runnin' up bread
So her and her mom could be safe
Run this shit for my daughter
I'll do anything to make sure that she is okay
Ayy
Uhh
Hope that she okay
Aye
Uhh
Yeah
Hope that she okay
I just got a bag, and I'm spendin' it
New whip, bitch I'm 'bout to crash when I'm spinnin' it
New bitch, she got a fat ass, and I'm killin' it
I'm losin' it, bitch please do not ask if I'm coolin man
Bitch I'm sippin' on this wok as I'm recordin' this
No bitch, I don't want to talk on some cordial shit
I just want to be about my bag, not no formal shit
I wonder if I crash, would I remember this
Ayy
Uhh
Hope that she okay
Aye
Uhh
Yeah
Hope that she okay
Ayy
(hope that she okay)
Aye
Yeah
(hope that she okay)
Written by: Tavon Lord, ZenXx