Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sometimes I feel like the only thing that could heal me is the bag
Done fell in love with cash
Let 'em smirk then we gon' blast
Now he murked so we can laugh
I rolled up like some purp now I got smoke for all the guys
That lil hoe left me hurt
So I had left her in the past
Got **** who would murk for me
Put whodie in the grass
Don't wanna make no shirt
Then tell 'em chill before they crash
Come out lil YG, say go, they on yo ass
[Verse 2]
Four Glocks
It's just me and dawg
We got two of 'em
Real life
This ain't no facade
We them shootas
Gang piece
She a choosa
Switcheroola
No, I never been a snoozer
You a loser
I fight with my Glock
But I'm at work
Can't put my tool up
'Cause I might have to fix a **** face
If it's screwed up
He the type be talking supa
See me, don't do nothing
Every stop chasing loot then I'm chasing mula
[Verse 3]
Can't never chase you do
I'm paper racin'
Chasing loot
So much shit that I achieve
You try and take it, make the news
Playing checkers not no chess
You gotta think before you move
Let a pussy rock a vest
I'm at his neck just like some jewels
[Verse 4]
Sometimes I feel like the only thing that could heal me is the bag
Done fell in love with cash
Let 'em smirk then we gon' blast
Now he murked so we can laugh
I rolled up like some purp now I got smoke for all the guys
That lil hoe left me hurt
So I had left her in the past
Got **** who would murk for me
Put whodie in the grass
Don't wanna make no shirt
Then tell 'em chill before they crash
Come out lil YG, say go, they on yo ass
Written by: Javarri Walker, Ty George