Mike Snow - Bag

I just wanna roll round with my bag
Shawty bad I let her count up my stash
Stopped at the crib her brother my staff
If you don’t watch her she gon blow that whole thang
Catch me hangin out the window wit my pistol
Check the backseat
And I kno that you can recognize your sister
That’s my last week
She moppin up my dick like she a swifter
Call me mr clean
These niggas out here caught up like a zipper
That won’t be me
Instead a nigga ballin like the clippers
Bitch I’m 3 for 3
And that chopper buzz you up just like some clippers
Tell crown load the heat
And I’m always out here hangin with my niggas
Like a Jesus piece
I hear these niggas sayin that they need it
Tell them 23
I just wanna roll round with my bag
Shawty bad I let her count up my stash
Stopped at the crib her brother my staff
If you don’t watch her she gon blow that whole thang
Bitch I’m 24
I do the most
I don’t need a bitch
I need a boat
So leave me lone
I’m in the zone
Jugg man
Need a clone
Ice cream
Need a cone
She lick it clean
To the bone
She love the way
The money flow
And she love the way
A nigga glow
Do you know the way
To the soul
Fast life better clothes
100 dollars on a tee shirt
Call it sour cream and tomatoes
Don’t mess around wit my pesos
I’ll drop a nigga like a payload
They’ll fuck around and say case closed
Lean spiked up in my faygo
I just wanna roll round with my bag
Shawty bad I let her count up my stash
Stopped at the crib her brother my staff
If you don’t watch her she gon blow that whole thang
I be in the pussy
Like an iv
I tell her she poison
Like some ivy
They checking the league
It’s always ivy
Ain’t talkin bout puzzles
But I got the piece
Feel like jo savage
I’m straight off the leash
I fuck up a bag
Like I fuck up the beat
Call her a bird
Cuz she give me beak
I kidnap ya niggas
And nickname them wreek
You ball on a budget
Lil nigga you cheap
Feel like the migos
My phone like to beep
The price for your life
That’s way too steep
Don’t fw the xans
You’ll end up like peep
I did not kno him
But still rest in piece
They takin them from us
So watch where you be
These niggas is ruthless
So watch where you sleep
Everything gotta go
Cuz I don’t play for keeps
Ya!
I just wanna roll round with my bag
Shawty bad I let her count up my stash
Stopped at the crib her brother my staff
If you don’t watch her she gon blow that whole thang

Written by:
Michael Snow Jr.

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