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I be on that trap shit, selling bags

She ask me what I’m stepping in, bitch, that’s a bag

I got a new bankroll, bitch, selling bags

I ain’t trying to serve you, nigga, unless you buying bags

I be on that trap shit, selling bags

Ask me what I’m stepping in, bitch, that’s a bag

I got a new bankroll, bitch, selling bags

I ain’t trying to serve you, nigga, unless you buying bags, bags, bags

34, Herschel Walker, I want for my bags

Run them things across the border and keep candy for cash

Pissy-smelling bags, running from the tags

Jump up out the rafter, new Covalin’s on they ass

Residential Rollie blue, the bezel full of ice

Fucked around and bust my Jeffrey bag, I got too many spikes

Let me just say I look nice

Balenciaga cost a pint

I’m just being real frank, little nigga

Blue Benjamins in the bank

Dope on my Margiela, Eddie Kane

Beverly Hills, I’m with Hillary Banks

We smoking cherry pie with Uncle Phil

On the west coast, dressed in a bag

I’m worth them M&Ms, camera be flashing

Longway be trapping and dabbing

Givenchy flavor like

I got it off serving them bags

I be on that trap shit, selling bags

She ask me what I’m stepping in, bitch, that’s a bag

I got a new bankroll, bitch, selling bags

I ain’t trying to serve you, nigga, unless you buying bags

I be on that trap shit, selling bags

Ask me what I’m stepping in, bitch, that’s a bag

I got a new bankroll, bitch, selling bags

I ain’t trying to serve you, nigga, unless you buying bags, bags, bags

I’m the bag man, ask your old lady

Better update it, I’m dressed in the latest

Margiela Maison, they think it’s a painting

Feds chasing me, they say I’m a racist

Gucci my Rolex, they say I’m two-faced

A thousand bags in a secret location

Don’t talk on the phone, you know how we facing

Give a whole bag to my African

Bags in the Audi, I’m trafficking

She don’t ask to do backwards flips

Linebacker, I’ll go tackle the bricks

Kicking the box, catching my drift

Kick it in Beverly Hills like the Fresh Prince

Greyhound, bags under the bench

Right by the border, throw it over the fence

I catch it and run it

I’m spilling and tripping, I offer them bags

New Giuseppe, no stepping in the whole bag, bitch

I’m drinking a band

I offer them bales

We dumping the seal, you come with the cash and drop where you live

Designer my pimping, I’m kicking my shit in Rodeo

Chanel for the bitches, Givenchy ain’t even a day old

When the land, got a trap house full of kush band

Mail man, I swear to God, he my best friend

I be on that trap shit, selling bags

She ask me what I’m stepping in, bitch, that’s a bag

I got a new bankroll, bitch, selling bags

I ain’t trying to serve you, nigga, unless you buying bags

I be on that trap shit, selling bags

Ask me what I’m stepping in, bitch, that’s a bag

I got a new bankroll, bitch, selling bags

I ain’t trying to serve you, nigga, unless you buying bags, bags, bags