[Intro: Lil Shine]
Ho, oh

[Verse 1: Lil Shine]
She know that I'm in my bag, in my bag, in my bag (Mingo, bitch)
Why you mad? (Bitch), ho, why you mad?
She know I got swag
Walkin' 'round with a big bag, it's right, I got big racks
And my pockets always fat, switchin' lanes up in that Track
State to state, we movin' packs
And we movin' 'cross the map, get your bitch up off my lap
Yeah, we smokin' gas, I got the best packs
I dont wanna mash, I told her, "Get back"

[Verse 2: Jabril]
I'm in my bag, I'm in my bag
Push my seat through, fuck that J
Hoes on me, bae, and they know I get racks like the hoes on the back, huh (Hahahaha)
I sip lean, bitch, back
[?] Tris [?], that shit red
But if you post [?], that shit you did
Fuck with the bitch then I'm out again, uh
I'm in the [?]
[?] the whole [?], like I won't [?]
[?] on ya bitch like I won't [?]
Keep it real with a bitch, up in my mouth
Swim in that bitch like Michael Phelps, can't fuck with a n***a I can't compare
[?] opp, no opp, n***as [?] than hell
Bitch she talkin' 'bout, "Keep it real"