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greeneyez (la) - a bag lyrics

[intro]
greeneyez (it’s malik on the track)
haha, my type of music right here, n+gga (horridrunitup)
bag on my clothes, huh
spent a bag on my wrist, bah
spent a bag on my dog, no, uh
spent a bag on my b+tch
spent a bag on this sh+t

[chorus]
spent a bag on my clothes (spent on my clothes)
spent a bag on my wrist (spent on my wrist)
spent a bag on my chain (spent on my chain)
spent a bag on my b+tch (my b+tch)
buy it if i want it, you know money ain’t sh+t (you know money ain’t sh+t)
think you mad now? p+ssy n+gga, watch this (p+ssy n+gga, watch this)
pull up to the club in a whip, so cold (so cold)
brick came in early, it was gone later on (i guess it made it home)
clutchin’ on the thirty, i’m just tryna make it home (brr, i’m just tryna make it home)
’cause n+ggas play it dirty and they hate to see you on (know they hate to see you on)

[verse 1]
wake up, count the money, that what keep me motivated (that what keep me all right)
walk in saks and drop them hundreds, that what keep ’em soulja hatin’ (hatin’ ass)
they be knowin’ you deserve it, but still they say you overrated (f+ck ’em)
sh+t, this ap and this cuban put together over eighty (over what?)
every time the phone ring (brrt), that’s a bag on the line (bag)
big body 680, spent a bag on that ride (skrrt)
heard ’em makin’ broad statements ’cause they mad, but i’m outside (come see it)
with a bunch of blue faces, jewelry shinin’ with that iron (b+tch)
just pull up to the trap for what you need or what you want ’cause we got everything, i swear
pills, zips, halves and wholes (come get it)
i just give my b+tch them racks and tell her go do what she want (go do what you want)
i like to count that money backwards, f+ck it up and get some more (get it back)
[chorus]
spent a bag on my clothes (spent on my clothes)
spent a bag on my wrist (spent on my wrist)
spent a bag on my chain (spent on my chain)
spent a bag on my b+tch (my b+tch)
buy it if i want it, you know money ain’t sh+t (you know money ain’t sh+t)
think you mad now? p+ssy n+gga, watch this (p+ssy n+gga, watch this)
pull up to the club in a whip, so cold (so cold)
brick came in early, it was gone later on (i guess it made it home)
clutchin’ on the thirty, i’m just tryna make it home (brr, i’m just tryna make it home)
’cause n+ggas play it dirty and they hate to see you on (know they hate to see you on)

[verse 2]
everywhere i go, i got ’em watchin’, turnin’ heads (watch me take they b+tch)
i have them b+tches tryna eat me like a pot of turkey legs (take it from they b+tch)
i’ll turn a brick into a fifty ‘fore i ever turn to feds (i’ll never turn)
you gotta stay down ’til you come up if you tryna earn the bread (if you tryna run that bread up)
went in neimans with the team and balled harder than the patriots (carats down)
when they seen them diamonds blingin’, they got slower than the matrix (bling)
know they hate to see you shinin’, tell them p+ssy n+ggas, “face it” (face it, b+tch)
ain’t no fakin’ ’til you make it, everything authentication (it ain’t real)
spent a bentley on a bracelet just to give it to my sneaky link (give it to her)
just chalk it up as suicide you ever plottin’ on sneakin’ me (give it to ’em)
i used to charge five racks, but now twenty the feature fee (twenty bands)
make sure you say he got that bag whenever people mention me (it’s green)
[chorus]
spent a bag on my clothes
spent a bag on my wrist (spent that)
spent a bag on my chain
spent a bag on my b+tch
buy it if i want it, you know money ain’t sh+t
think you mad now? p+ssy n+gga, watch this
pull up to the club in a whip, so cold
brick came in early, it was gone later on
clutchin’ on the thirty, i’m just tryna make it home
’cause n+ggas play it dirty and they hate to see you on

- greeneyez la lyrics

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