[Verse 1: RicoBaby]
Bitches they popping out, they got the bag for us
We was cashing out when they ain't even know us
Tell the baddies that we here, bet they know us
We done threw the bag so many times, I feel like [?]
You know I'm [?] gang, all these bitches wanna blow us
Tell them clear the space, I don't wanna hear no hold up
My 30's, they go crazy, and security can't control us
Oh that's your bitch? She gave me head, I don't know her
Come get your bitch off my dick, I don't know her
Stop pillow talking to these hoes, she telling what you told her
I can never trust a bitch, since a baby in a stroller
And these bitches is for everyone, don't think that you own her
If she gon' jump ship, when you not lit
If she gon' fuck with the next n***a that's lit
Better focus on the bag, that's it
Why you focused on these bitches? That ain't it
Gotta focus on yourself, and get a bag
I remember I was down bad
I ain't even need nobody help, so I got up off my ass
Gotta watch my own back, but I ain't thinking 'bout the past
Where the fuck was you when I was really in them trentches?
I was moving work from the after park bentches
Now I'm out in L.A., and I'm balling like the Clippers
I was on that block, I feel like Jordan vs 6ers
Remember when you [?] picture
I thought you was my day one, you changed up, my n***a
[Verse 2: Jay Critch]
I was on my grind, and you gave up, my n***a
You get left behind, I'm like stay up, my n***a
I got money on my mind, I can't sleep, so I stay up
My n***a, me and Mills in the crib pouring Ace up, my n***a
Double cup that lean, tryna stay off that liquor
Remember when I took a gamble, and I aced up
Now I'm in the club, popping bottles of that Ace with my n***as
I just made another bag like it's a lay up
Shorty bad, pull up Louis bag, different flavors
Once we had the sex, I had to go and get the paper
Worry 'bout these hoes, better focus on your check, n***a
I don't wanna FaceTime, I don't wanna text
When you was out of town, she was fucking on that next n***a
Gotta play it cool with the vibes, you can't stress, bitches
Shorty let me hit it from behind, say I'm stretching it
And you know them tricks lines, [?] put some stretch in it
Remember when I only had a dime, I was stretching it
Then I got that Roley for the time, I invested
I'ma drop a bag to the slimes, that's investing
And when they go slide, they gon' knock you off the check list
Wrap them up like presents, remember I was feeling like a pezint
Now I need a bag when I pull up for my presents