In My Bag - Wale, Fat Trel

Ooh ooh kill 'em

Hahaha

Ooh ooh kill 'em

Ooh kill 'em

Ooh kill 'em

Tell these lil' niggas that the 22 fill 'em

Bitch, I’m in my bag

Bitch, I’m in my bag, you nah

Sometimes I’m in my bag

Bitch, I’m in my bag, you nah

Bitch, I’m in my bag

Bitch, I’m in my bag, you nah

Sometimes I’m in my bag I ain’t even brag, nah

Ooh, killin' em, ooh, ooh, killin' em

Fool think he smooth till that 32 hit 'em

Ooh, killin' em, ooh, ooh, killin' em

Fool think he smooth till that 32 hit 'em

Okay sometimes I like to wake up that Rolex on my right

Sometimes I cop that act, I mix that shit with the sprite

I do a liquor to my left with your stripper on my right

And if gleetchi feelin' geetchi kiss that pussy goodnight

Alright, sometimes I’m goin' ape shit, cop that bape shit to death

Sometimes, I hit up soho cop it till it’s none left, uh

Sometimes you got them broads, but can’t keep your broads in check

Sometimes, you cop them airs, but I ain’t wasting no breath

Sometimes I take a flight, trips of trafficking white

Sometimes I leave my wife and spend a night with my dyke

Sometimes I sip Ciroc, Belair Rose with the ice

Treat that pussy polite, sometimes I’m precise

Sometimes I sip Ciroc that Belaire Rose with ice

Treat that pussy like fuck it, I know just what you like

I know several bitches that do whatever for flight

I just slide em to gleesh, don’t tell 'em the price

Bitch, I’m in my bag

Bitch, I’m in my bag, you nah

Sometimes I’m in my bag

Bitch, I’m in my bag, you nah

Bitch, I’m in my bag

Bitch, I’m in my bag, you nah

Sometimes I’m in my bag I ain’t even brag, nah

Ooh, killin' em, ooh, ooh, killin' em

Fool think he smooth till that 32 hit 'em

Ooh, killin' em, ooh, ooh, killin' em

Fool think he smooth till that 32 hit 'em

Sometimes I smoke, sometimes I drink, sometimes I pop the pink

I might wake up and go no shirt, I might just rock a mink

Sometimes I wear my thirty, I’m like bitch, what the fuck you think?

All we like is Franklin, Jacksons, Lincolns

Sometimes I hit the simi and my whole team is stanky

Sometimes I buy your bitches, sometimes’s its just a trinket

Sometimes I like 'em famous, er’thang stay in Vegas

Bet yo lady fend that V, when I give her meat she thank me

I like to take a bitch that like to wait a bit, fake

And take a bit, feed her pills, shut her up, make her lay and take the dick

Make her flick, sunset Indiana Pacers bitch

Sometimes, I beat that pussy up, she call it Wonton

I spend a long night, love it when she on top

I beat that pussy up and then that 'mwah to that warm spot

Say I hit it, hit it, don’t stop, quit it, hit it, long time

Bitch I hit it, hit it, don’t stop, quit it, hit it, long time

Bitch, I’m in my bag

Bitch, I’m in my bag, you nah

Sometimes I’m in my bag

Bitch, I’m in my bag, you nah

Bitch, I’m in my bag

Bitch, I’m in my bag, you nah

Sometimes I’m in my bag I ain’t even brag, nah

Bitch, I’m in my bag

Bitch, I’m in my bag, you nah

Sometimes I’m in my bag

Bitch, I’m in my bag, you nah

Bitch, I’m in my bag

Bitch, I’m in my bag, you nah

Sometimes I’m in my bag I ain’t even brag, nah