Frxsh - In my bag (feat. sincerely amor)

All my dawgs no I'm heaven sent pick of the litter
They let us get the weapon in ain't to give it to women
Get the bag Flip the bag
Doin numbers digi dash
FrXsH to death ???? I just died

Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah
Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah
Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah
Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah

Why this life so hard but my heart can take it
Even though my days are dark Im from darker places
You outta pray because you are the prey
Start ya preying start to aiming
Start to banging start ya engines
I am lapping I'm just kidding
I'm just napping on you bitches
Hold you ransom Like Kardashian
Start the blasting of the buckle randy savage
Choppers banging off the levee shooting practice
Don't make us use these tactics
13 using ratchet
Shooting accurate
Blue and blacken bastard
Mary coupe hanging out the roof
Laughing at him banger out it too
Henny-thing could happen
When you young and trapping young and trapped in
Bout that action Money stack-in Rapping gold
4gotten 4haraohs Black and gold woah

All my dawgs no I'm heaven sent pick of the litter
They let us get the weapon in ain't to give it to women
Get the bag Flip the bag
Doin numbers digi dash
FrXsH to death ???? I just died

Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah
Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah
Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah
Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah


You the light it's only right you survive darker days
Talk until you see the god like Charlamange
Hard to ride with them niggas when you start the wave ????
Hard to follow them niggas when you are the way

Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah
Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah
Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah
Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah

Make a wish Make a wish
Yeah My niggas blowing flames with them sticks
Make you disappear... like bewitched
If this snub nose twitch X you off the list
X aint talking shit nah nigga Big Facts
Money speak for it self gotta lisp Big racks
By the grip thats a money clip yeah Click clack
Wish'em well it just make more since to flip that And Im flipping it
Money that you wearing bitch i'm airing
Throw a little fit Get u pissed
Pamper on infant yeah im with the shit
Rapping (Wrapping) from the heavens like a Christmas gift
If you niggas broke then i cant fix the shit
I'm in my bag

You the light it's only right you survive darker days
Talk until you see the god like Charlamange
Hard to ride with them niggas when you start the wave ????
Hard to follow them niggas when you are the way

Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah
Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah
Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah
Yeah yeah i'm in my Bag yeah

Writers: Christopher Burton , Chyann Midder

Lyrics © DistroKid

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