JB Bandz - Get To The Bag

I can see from beginning that they tried to set me up
I'm on some next level stuff
I could tell snakes from the realest of friends
So don't ever try to go set me up

Don't ever try to set me up
Don't ever try to go set me up
Yea I gotta grind for the Bentley truck now, yeah
Nah, gotta get drip back, baby

She's with the other girls and it's driving her crazy
Real time, lazy
Off the rap, yeah, no one knows what they pay me
You just a fake friend

You just a fake friend
Nah, nah, yeah
I gotta get to the bag
Gotta get to the bag, yeah, yeah

I gotta get to the bag
Gotta get to the bag, yeah, yeah
They see me grinding
I know they jealous

They start to get reckless
Just the thought of me winnin is making them mad
No fake friends
Get to the bag

You know how we comin look at the tag
I don't even take the time to brag
I don't even take the time to brag, yeah
Now they all wanna hang before they never wanna hang out

I gotta get to the bag
I ain't got time for no bang out
Bang out
Until that shawty go lay out

I'll be up till the day out
Tell me when I get my pay out, nah
Don't ever try to go set me up
Yea I gotta grind the Bentley truck now, yeah

Nah, gotta get drip back, baby
She sees the other girls and it's driving her crazy
Real time, lazy
Off the rap, yeah

No one knows what they pay me
Don't ever try to go set me up
You I gotta grind for the Bentley truck now, yeah
Nah, gotta get drip back, baby

She see the other girls and it's driving her crazy
Real time, lazy
Off the rap, yeah
No one knows what they pay me

You just a fake friend
You just a fake friend
Nah, nah
I gotta get to the bag

I gotta get to the bag, yeah, yeah
I gotta get to the bag
Gotta get to the bag, yeah, yeah
Gotta make money, monopoly, properly

Soon enough, I'll be living in a property
Honestly, I don't think you do it properly
Teaching you lessons the day that it bothers me
It never bothers me, no, no

It's a new sight to see, whoa, whoa
I'm going too fast, you slow
I gotta I get to the bag for my bros
I can tell if you a, real or a snake

Got me speaking from the heart now
Don't you ever try to lie to my face
As long as you play your part now
You should've kept it a hundred

I was always kept at a hundred
Dripped out, yeah, I flood out on my watch
She calling me cause she see what I bought
Don't ever try to go set me up

You I gotta grind for the Bentley truck now, yeah
Nah, gotta get drip back, baby
She see the other girls and it's driving her crazy
Real time, lazy

Off the rap, yeah, no one knows what they pay me
You just a fake friend
You just a fake friend
Nah, nah, yeah

I gotta get to the bag
Gotta get to the bag, yeah, yeah
I gotta get to the bag
Gotta get to the bag, yeah, yeah

They see me grinding
I know they jealous
They start to get reckless
Just the thought of me winnin is making them mad

No fake friends, get to the bag
You know how we comin look at the tag
I don't even take the time to brag
I don't even take the time to brag, yeah

Written by:
Julian Brum

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