Up In My Bag lyrics

Zeta (band)

In My Bag
(Intro ) Zeta (Sometimes I’m deep in my bag. These haters be making me laugh. These b*t*hes be making me mad. Put my d**k in her then call her a Cab. She want me for lifey she wanna be wifey but I only use her for Ass. Cause why ?)

Hook) I’m Up In My Bag. I’m up in my bag, f**k on a b*t*h then I call her a Cab. I swear that b*t*h Know I’m the Man. Crushing the city with my double cups and the roof is let up while I’m swerving off xans. I don’t give a f**k if that b*t*h come then duck keep the sh*t tucked then I blam at his Mans. Sometimеs I’m deep in my bag. These haters bе making me laugh. These b*t*hes be making me mad put my d**k in her then call her Cab. She want me for lifey she wanna be wifey but I only use her for ass. Shoot a movie like Spike Lee she ride me like trikeys but I can not pay for the gas


(Verse 1 Zeta)

I am not regular degular Watch me post up at the Grand Food and Cellular plaster my ass on a pedestal just to let MUf**kAs know what I’m telling you cuz n***as been sitting here patiently waiting if it will not come to me b*t*h I’m gone take it I pray to God every day that I make if I miss my shot then a n***a gone face it Zeta’s complexity too far from basic, all of my family know that I’m crazy I’m smoking dope to the face till I lazy if I gotta up it, this b*t*h get to shaking I pray to God when I do you don’t make it i’m talking like doctors not seeing no patients, dressed in all black like a muf**king Haitian when I come attack leave your face on the pavement (gang!)

(Hook) I’m Up In My Bag. I’m up in my bag, f**k on a b*t*h then I call her a Cab. I swear that b*t*h Know I’m the Man. Crushing the city with my double cups and the roof is let up while I’m swerving off xans. I don’t give a f**k if that b*t*h come then duck keep the sh*t tucked then I blam at his Mans. Sometimes I’m deep in my bag. These haters be making me laugh. These b*t*hes be making me mad put my d**k in her then call her Cab. She want me for lifey she wanna be wifey but I only use her for ass. Shoot a movie like Spike Lee she ride me like trikeys but I can not pay for the gas




(Verse 2 Nelly J)
I got these b*t*hes Sad / I got they n***as all mad / I’m off a xan got my foot on the gas my n***a I hope I don’t crash /sorry officer I swear I didn’t even look at the dash / I wasn’t good at math /But yea I knew how to add/
They hyped bout they lil drip but im drinking liters/they run at the mouth but they never will see us /And if they want Beef, ima slash like the reaper / these tools with extensions are faster than cheatas/ Got heat like a furnace we slide like a visa / red beam with one finger like my name is frieza/
Keep me a pole if u n***as bold
Wiping yo nose like u gotta cold
Ain’t no corona I know that they mad /
Water u say u better know that /

(Hook) I’m Up In My Bag. I’m up in my bag, f**k on a b*t*h then I call her a Cab. I swear that b*t*h Know I’m the Man. Crushing the city with my double cups and the roof is let up while I’m swerving off xans. don’t give a f**k if that b*t*h come then duck keep the sh*t tucked then I blam at his Mans. Sometimes I’m deep in my bag. These haters be making me laugh. These b*t*hes be making me mad put my d**k in her then call her Cab. She want me for lifey she wanna be wifey but I only use her for ass. Shoot a movie like Spike Lee she ride me like trikeys but I can not pay for the Gas


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