fat trel - in my bag lyrics
feat. wale
(hook x2)
b-tch, i’m in my bag,
b-tch, i’m in my bag, nah
sometimes i’m in my bag,
i ain’t even bag, nah
oh, killin’ er, oh, oh, killin’ er
fool think he smooth till that 32 hit ’em
(verse)
sometimes i like to wake up that rolex on my right
sometimes i cop that act, i mix that sh-t with the sprite
i do a liquor to my left with a stripper to my right
and if gleeshy feelin’ geechy kiss that p-ssy goodnight
alright, sometimes i’m goin’ a shift, caught that baby sh-t the duck
sometimes, i hear them soho conflict till it’s none left
sometimes you got them broads, but can’t keep your broads in check
sometimes, you got them airs, but i ain’t wasting no breath
(verse)
sometimes i take a flight, trips for trafficking light
sometimes i leave my wife spend a night with my dike
sometimes i sip some rock, belle rose with the ice
chew that p-ssy polite, sometimes i’m precise
sometimes i sip some belle rose with the ice
chew that p-ssy then f-ck her, know just what you like
i know several b-tches that do whatever for flight
i just layed on the ghsh, and i’m tellin’ the price
(hook x2)
b-tch, i’m in my bag,
b-tch, i’m in my bag, nah
sometimes i’m in my bag,
i ain’t even bag, nah
oh, killin’ er, oh, oh, killin’ er
fool think he smooth till that 32 hit ’em
(verse)
sometimes i smoke, sometimes i drink, sometimes i pop the brink
i might wake up and go no shirt, i might just rock a man
sometimes i wear my thirty, i’m like b-tch, what the f-ck you think?
all we like is franklin, jacks, lincoln
(verse)
sometimes i hit the seamen and my whole team is stanky
sometimes i buy your b-tches, sometimes’s just a trinket
sometimes i like ’em famous, er’thang stay in vegas
bet yo lady fend that v, when i give her meat she thank me
i like to take a b-tch that like to wait a bit, fake
and take a bit, feed her pills, shut her up, make her lay and take a d-ck
make her flick, sunset. indiana placing b-tch
sometimes, i take this p-ssy up, she call it war time
i spend a long night, love it when she on top
i beat that p-ssy up and then go to that warm spot
hit it, hit it, don’t stop, quit it, hit it, don’t stop
hit it, hit it, don’t stop, quit it, hit it, long time
(hook x2)
b-tch, i’m in my bag,
b-tch, i’m in my bag, nah
sometimes i’m in my bag,
i ain’t even bag, nah
oh, killin’ er, oh, oh, killin’ er
fool think he smooth till that 32 hit ’em
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