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naleac - in my bag lyrics

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[intro:]
wait matthew, did you make this?

[hook:]
b-tch i’m in my bag i be doin’ this so often
talkin’ all that sh-t i’ll throw yo -ss up in a coffin
makin’ all these racks
i be blowin’ all these bands
yeah, i’m married to the money imma book a flight to france
b-tch i’m in my bag i be doin’ this so often
talkin’ all that sh-t i’ll throw yo -ss up in a coffin
makin’ all these racks
i be blowin’ all these bands
yeah, i’m married to the money imma book a flight to france

[verse 1:]
you can’t catch up (nah)
b-tch i’m in my own lane
okay
got all of this drip up on my wrist, now i’m not the same
she like to play around, but you know this sh-t’s not a game
cut off the hoes who made me broke
i don’t f-ck with lames
yeah, you waste my time
money on my mind
lil bro i’m on a grind, yeah
imma get this money yeah you know i’m livin’ good
designer on my waist, yeah you know i’m lookin’ good

[hook:]
b-tch i’m in my bag i be doin’ this so often
talkin’ all that sh-t i’ll throw yo -ss up in a coffin
makin’ all these racks
i be blowin’ all these bands
yeah, i’m married to the money imma book a flight to france
b-tch i’m in my bag i be doin’ this so often
talkin’ all that sh-t i’ll throw yo -ss up in a coffin
makin’ all these racks
i be blowin’ all these bands
yeah, i’m married to the money imma book a flight to france
(on god)

[verse 2:]
i be in my bag
i be makin’ stacks
speakin’ facts
had to break her back
yeah, she know she bad
call me dad
pull up, trinidad
gas it to the max
in a benz
yeah, we cookin’ up
no time to relax, oh yeah
just know that imma never f-ckin’ stop
imma keep on runnin’ runnin’ to the guap
i’m finessin’ on the go
yeah, designer head to toe
in my bag
i be cookin’
i be makin’ that dough

[hook:]
b-tch i’m in my bag i be doin’ this so often
talkin’ all that sh-t i’ll throw yo -ss up in a coffin
makin’ all these racks
i be blowin’ all these bands
yeah, i’m married to the money imma book a flight to france
b-tch i’m in my bag i be doin’ this so often
talkin’ all that sh-t i’ll throw yo -ss up in a coffin
makin’ all these racks
i be blowin’ all these bands
yeah, i’m married to the money imma book a flight to france
(on god)



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