Trap! - Bagg (feat. Floe Sully)

I got the drop on the bag
My bitch she bad n she want it, yeah uh
Roll me up some of that gas,
The duffel ain’t carry on luggage, Yeah ay
I got the drop on the bag
I got the lock on the tag, for real
These basics be wantin my bag
I might just take out the trash, lets get it
I got the drop on the bag
My bitch she bad n she want it, yeah uh
Roll me up some of that gas,
The duffel ain’t carry on luggage, Yeah ay
I got the drop on the bag
I got the lock on the tag, for real
These basics be wantin my bag
I might just take out the trash, lets get it
Takin out trash on these hoes
I cannot fuck with the foes, for real
She cannot wait to get home
This bih tryna take off my clothes, yeah uh
I made a call to the bro
He on the way with the pole, pew pew
I always stick to the code
Fuck up a check n go ghost, SKRRT
I heard that you snitchin
Boy keep me outta them mentions, Shh
I’m on a mission, flip it n wash it like dishes
Won’t stop till I drown out my pendant, I swear that I sent it
30 shots on me I'm trippin, you might get hit in the kidney
Do not fuck with me
I pick the lock to your city n all the plugs coming with me
It’s crazy they made it this way, HUH WHAT
Put on a mask before I go to the bank
Make a deposit then Put two in the safe
I’m all the way up don’t need me a plane
My plug comin straight from the island, where he at
He sent me the pack now I'm wylin, I'm the plug
I got somethin on me so don't try it
I got the drop on the bag
My bitch she bad n she want it, yeah uh
Roll me up some of that gas,
The duffel ain’t carry on luggage, Yeah ay
I got the drop on the bag
I got the lock on the tag, for real
These basics be wantin my bag
I might just take out the trash, lets get it
I got the drop on the bag
My bitch she bad n she want it, yeah uh
Roll me up some of that gas,
The duffel ain’t carry on luggage, Yeah ay
I got the drop on the bag
I got the lock on the tag, for real
These basics be wantin my bag
I might just take out the trash, lets get it
All gas, no brakes
Blowin all gas, no shake WHOOO
Tote gleeks no shanks
I know that I’m blessed, give thanks
YEAH
I been running up a bag with my bro
I been flexin on your man on the low
Real talk, I been savin my dough
Shhh, they wanna hear me tho
Ima do it till I get it right
Right on time no lie you don’t even try
My guy that's the difference between you and I
I go hard for mine you just tell em lies
Fraudulent on the net bet you feel good
Til them goons pull up tryna hit jugs
I ain't never a claim a gang but I’m loyal to my blood
When them boys pull up bet you get shook
Straight out your shoes, I need blues so I’m savin the bag
Something like a hoarder i can’t give that shit back
I hear voices in my head like floe you need to relax
But success don’t come easy got no time to kick back
Having a kick back? no i won’t attend
I’m not looking for new friends
I’m just tryna make more ends
Save more money than i could spend
I got the drop on the bag
My bitch she bad n she want it, yeah uh
Roll me up some of that gas,
The duffel ain’t carry on luggage, Yeah ay
I got the drop on the bag
I got the lock on the tag, for real
These basics be wantin my bag
I might just take out the trash, lets get it
I got the drop on the bag
My bitch she bad n she want it, yeah uh
Roll me up some of that gas,
The duffel ain’t carry on luggage, Yeah ay
I got the drop on the bag
I got the lock on the tag, for real
These basics be wantin my bag
I might just take out the trash, lets get it

Written by:
Bryce VanDuisen, Joseph Sullivan

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