Da Savage - Bag It Up (Remastered)

Since a youngin been after the money
I can't let it fumble it's time that I bag it up
All that wolfing for static but run when you see me in traffic
The shit just ain't adding up
I was broke and they laughed at my clothes
I couldn't get no hoes cause to them I was fat as fuck
Now I got a little ice and a couple stacks on me
Now I got they mouth all up on my nuts
Moving steady forever ready
I'm applying the pressure the heat getting kinda heavy
Stir it up with no spoon stick a fork in the beat
And it's done like I'm serving up hot spaghetti
They been sleeping on me for a while
A nigga start to think that you bitches is narcoleptic
Speak on me I ain't saying a peep
I don't do no beefing cause the way that I think is hectic
I just poured up the act in a two liter underrated
Just bumped on the new speakers
I demolish her throat she a meat eater in a Lex'
But I want me a two seater
Get the track like zoom choppa knocking
Make the bass go boom let me count how many niggas in the room
I was made for this shit real savage eat blades for this shit
Like I'm part of the Salty's Platoon
I really be vibing Mississippi I'm residing
I'm real and they don't realize it they fall for disguises
Shit ain't sweet and it don't come with prizes
They hate that the big nigga rising
But I'm steady thriving hollows
Got 'em shucking and jiving rebound the beat Dennis Rodman
Gotta remind these niggas through it all
I been tall they too open like thot vaginas
Since a youngin been after the money
I can't let it fumble it's time that I bag it up
All that wolfing for static but run when you see me in traffic
The shit just ain't adding up
I was broke and they laughed at my clothes
I couldn't get no hoes cause to them I was fat as fuck
Now I got a little ice and a couple stacks on me
Now I got they mouth all up on my nuts
Since a youngin been after the money
I can't let it fumble it's time that I bag it up
All that wolfing for static but run
When you see me in traffic the shit just ain't adding up
I was broke and they laughed at my clothes
I couldn't get no hoes cause to them I was fat as fuck
Now I got a little ice and a couple stacks on me now
I got they mouth all up on my nuts
Them my brothers I got 'em through thick and thin
At the door of the game bout to kick it in
Face a blunt now I'm rapping without the pen don't see haters
I'm blind I ain't got no lens
Since a youngin been balling but I'm not a hooper
I pick up the phone send a call to the shooters
Extension clips trying to knock off your medulla
They see me and freeze like the ghost of Medusa
Boy I been a beast they fucking with a savage David Copperfield
My lyrics making magic
Bitch I shock the world yeah I'm bringing static
I came a long way from rapping in the attic
When it comes to this rapping shit bitch
I'm an addict OD on the beat bringing heat get the blasting
Once I get to spazzing the shit be so tragic
I feel like a rabbit I'm racing pacing for the cabbage
I roll exotic fuck some babbage that choppa flipping acrobatic
Say sharing is the caring the smoke
We 'bout to let 'em have it our spot at the top bitch we itching to grab it
The smoke got me stuck can't even flick the ashes
A big nigga shaking the game got 'em scared in this bitch
Got 'em moving in pairs in this bitch got no time for these bitches
Just fuck pull they hair a lil bit
Since a youngin been after the money
I can't let it fumble it's time that I bag it up
All that wolfing for static but run when you see me in traffic
The shit just ain't adding up
I was broke and they laughed at my clothes
I couldn't get no hoes cause to them I was fat as fuck
Now I got a little ice and a couple stacks on me
Now I got they mouth all up on my nuts

Written by:
Michael Sims Jr.

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