[Intro]
(Run it up, and make a bag, bitch)
(Popstar)
Oh, yeah (Bih)
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
We see him in last place, that's where we gon' leave him
Run it up and make a bag, bae, that's gon' make 'em evil
I been thinkin' 'bout a bag, give a fuck about these people
I could never come in last, 'cause me and you not equal
Put you in a body bag, if you try to test my people
Tell 'em, come and buy these bags, bitch, I'm sellin' lethal
If I shitted on you, my bad, I ain't even see you
Bitch, I gotta get the cash, I don't care if it's illegal
Yeah, and I need a big bag, I can't even teach you
Yeah, and my lil' bitch bad, wipe your nose with tissue
My slime, yeah, they big and bad, but they out to get you
They say "Lonely, why you being bad, when you got potential?"
Tell these n***as that I need a bag, I don't even listen
Tell 'em come and get the gas pack, I know that they need it
Come and, come and get the gas pack, I know that you need it
Yeah, this my first day out here, you ain't even know I left
Lil' bitch, I brought it out and told twelve to "Keep the rest"
Yeah, I ain't had no license, but I had the pack on deck
So I'm glad that they just took me, and they didn't even check
Make the pack do a backflip, Evel Knievel
Run it up, and made 'em mad at me, now they actin' evil
We see him in last place, that's where we gon' leave him
Just go and get a bag, bae, I promise I won't leave you
Yeah, bosses take a loss, so I'm doin' okay
I could make a couple thousand dollars in a couple days
Know a hit dog gon' holler, and these n***as really snakes
Huh, come through pop my collar, see these n***as, they gon' hate
Why you mad that I'm eating? You might be put on a plate
When I'm riding 'round the city, serving, bitch, I'm duckin' jakes
Yeah, lil' bitch, I'm movin' smart, and you know I'm stayin' safe
I might have to stash this gas, I don't wanna catch a case
Yeah, yeah, okay (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We see him in last place, wouldn't wanna be him
Run it up and make a bag, bae, that's gon' make 'em evil
Yeah, you in last place, I can't even see you
Bitch, I'm thinkin' 'bout a bag, give a fuck about these people
Bitch, I'm thinkin' 'bout a bag, give a fuck about these people
I'ma put you in a bag, if you try to test my people
Yeah, I'm thinkin' 'bout a bag, give a fuck about these people
I see you in last place, that's where we gon' leave you (Lame)
You in last place, I would hate to be you