Bag It Up

[Chorus]
Aye
Bag it up
Give me that cash, bag it up
Give me that money, I bag it up
Give me that gas, I bag it up, aye
Aye

[Verse]
Give me that cash, I bag it up
IceBirds, know that I bag it up
Jump in your big like double dutch
Come get your bitch, I done have enough
I'm in a car that go fast as fuck
Dunkin' a four in my cup, they mad I go up
Countin' that cash, I can't get enough
Three grams in a 'wood, and my pockets is stuffed
Young n***a can't do the frenemies
All of these n***as really be my enemies
Your bitch, she really into me
Talkin' 'bout gas, we got plenty weed
These n***as still smokin' ten a G
I'm cashin' ten in a week, these n***as be sleep
Talkin' 'bout cash, know I'm gettin' my piece
Talkin' 'bout gang, know my n***as gon' eat
I don't need a Glock, hop out in the street
I do gotta choppa', I do a street sweep
IceBirds is so hot, he killin' the streets
Pull up on your block if you wanna meet
I just asked your bitch was she ready to eat
We all in the field and we don't need no cleats
Aye, young ice n***a gon' bag it up
Give me the gas, I bag it up
Give me the cash, I stack it up
I got the horses, know I'ma saddle up
When I trust the Glock it ain't jammin' up
IceWater Gang, they really a fan of us
Flex on these n***as, left them in they feelings
Countin' up on n***as, ballin' like I'm Krillin
These n***as hate me, I'm a villain
I got my n***as wit' me and they drillin'
[Chorus]
Aye
Bag it up
Give me that cash, bag it up
Give me that money, I bag it up
Give me that gas, I bag it up

[Verse 2]
She throwin' ass, back it up
I got the sack, sack it up
I got the ice, ice up
Watch on my wrist, timeless
We in the street, find us
Ice on my neck, blinds us
Know that I'm geeked, China
Fuckin' that hoe and I'm kickin' her out
She can't go to sleep, she can't stay in my house
Don't kiss her, know what I did to her mouth?
Roll up the 'wood and it is a Darkstaff
Ain't talkin' money, then, what is it about?
I stack up the cash and flex through the drought
Aye, diamonds, they scream and they shout
Aye, I was the same before clout
Aye, I'm wit' the gang, fuck the clout
I had a bag wit' no clout
Fuckin' yo' bitch and I'm smashin'
Three gram 'wood, you know I be gassin', damn
[Chorus]
Aye
Bag it up
Give me that cash, bag it up
Give me that money, I bag it up
Give me that gas, I bag it up, aye
Aye