marlodamartian - bag talk ft rashid scales lyrics
hook:
look i’m in my bag
hop out in foreigns my n+gga we doing the dash
my haters be mad
i seen the law but no breaking i hop i don’t crash
i’m going too fast
i got the money on me know i stay with the cash
my haters be mad
they see me winning i’m shining they staying in last (x2)
verse:
cause i get the money i go and play with a check whole lot of reasons to flex they know that i got it i don’t go eat with them rookies they know who really a vet these n+ggas be pressed i’m bout to turn up the pressure see why they getting upset i’m making a mess they come around when i’m balling they tryna throw up the set
big racks n+ggas be talking it’s big cap i speak a whole lot of big facts she want to ride like it’s six flags now i got her running like zig zag get money been the same never gone change you know this come with the game i had to leave me a stain i wanted money i guess that it came with the fame but we do not care as long as the money is coming i’m keeping it there not playing fair cause they never gave me no chances when they had they nose in the air why n+ggas be mad n+ggas be pressed i’m from the east i don’t throw up the west they know how i’m coming used to be nothing now i can finally say that i’m next
hook:
look i’m in my bag
hop out in foreigns my n+gga we doing the dash
my haters be mad
i seen the law but no breaking i hop i don’t crash
i’m going too fast
i got the money on me know i stay with the cash
my haters be mad
they see me winning i’m shining they staying in last
bridge:
cause i get the money i go and play with a check whole lot of reasons to flex they know that i got it i don’t go eat with them rookies they know who really a vet these n+ggas be pressed i’m bout to turn up the pressure see why they getting upset i’m making a mess they come around when i’m balling they tryna throw up the set
hook:
look i’m in my bag
hop out in foreigns my n+gga we doing the dash
my haters be mad
i seen the law but no breaking i hop i don’t crash
i’m going too fast
i got the money on me know i stay with the cash
my haters be mad
they see me winning i’m shining they staying in last (x2)
not talking numbers get rid of my number
i’m turning up got it hotter than summer
rags to riches i’m far from the rags
you ain’t talking cash you ain’t in my bag
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