Jackpot L. Money - Gettin' to the Bag

Getting to the bag
I don’t lack
In the lac
In the back
Sipping henny
Thumbing racks
Getting to the bag
That’s throwback
I been getting to it
Shhhhh
I deserve me a plaque
Getting to the bag
Them Greenbacks
Never flash like Kodak’s
That’ll get you killed Jack
Getting to the bag
I don’t lac
10 bands in the Gucci backpack
5 in the knapsack
For them blue bands
The only time I’m running
Thumbing through
Them hundreds
Like a bank teller
I see a million in my future
Like a fourtune teller
Moet and dead prez
In my wine cellar
If I walk inside the strip
Grab an umbrella
Everything I say a fact
I’m not a story teller
Why you all in my VIP
Come on big fella
I ordered 5 bottles
That was on no error
Money Tree
We the new Rockafella
If I wrote abt my life
It’ll be a best seller
Keep the haters off me
Like some repellent
Was gone retire
But I’m only getting better
Airplanes
Yea I like to change the weather
$228 for a feature
I’m weird with numbers
Only trust my brothers
I don’t trust a lot
It’s game time
I’m in the zone
Shoutout to floss a lot
Getting to the bag
I don’t lack
In the lac
In the back
Sipping henny
Thumbing racks
Getting to the bag
That’s throwback
I been getting to it
Shhhhh
I deserve me a plaque
Getting to the bag
Them Greenbacks
Never flash like Kodak’s
That’ll get you killed Jack
Getting to the bag
I don’t lac
10 bands in the Gucci backpack
5 in the knapsack
This life I always dreamed of
In and outta cities
Getting groupie love
I don’t roll deep
Just me and the bros
We all share blood
We splitting the pros
Redkings
We been jumping like
some bed springs
Got the club jumping
Like a trampoline
Walk into the club
Straight to VIP
Let me get 8 bottles yea
It’s all on me
In & out of airports
U think I work for delta
No cap I’m 33
I’m only getting better
Changing weather in December
Laid up on the beach
Versace On my back
my legs & my feet
Top floor I only
Sleep inside of suites
You a little rascal
Like buckwheat
Only time she had my heart
Was on a love seat
I been getting to the bag
Like on wall street
Getting to the bag
I don’t lack
In the lac
In the back
Sipping henny
Thumbing racks
Getting to the bag
That’s throwback
I been getting to it
Shhhhh
I deserve me a plaque
Getting to the bag
Them Greenbacks
Never flash like Kodak’s
That’ll get you killed Jack
Getting to the bag
I don’t lac
10 bands in the Gucci backpack
5 in the knapsack

Written by:
Rudy Burt

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