[Intro]
I been in a different bag, fuckin' different hoes
Way too many different tour dates, hittin' different roads
I like to, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad
We still cookin' up
I like to fuck on bad, bad, bad
Man, these n***as know what the fuck goin' on, the real Boutabag, n***a, I'm takin' over

[Verse 1]
The Boutabag n***a really in his bag now, I can't back down
Bitch, I'm tryna wrestle with these bands like it's Smackdown
I still feel like pops always treat me like a cash cow
Pull them racks out, bitch, didn't I say I'm in my bag now?
You gon' need some ice over this ice, don't get maxed out
You want to, we could pull them caps out, pull them stacks out

[Chorus]
I'm in a different mode
I been in a different bag, fuckin' different hoes
Way too many different tour dates, hittin' different roads
I buy expensive clothes
I like to fuck on bad bitches that gon' turn me on

[Verse 2]
I'm just finna roll another klock, motherfuck a bong
Baby on me, she gon' give me face, then she leave me 'lone
Bitch, I'm the bag man, do my bag dance
If it's mid, throw that whole eighth in the trash can
I ain't smokin' cigs, bitch, it's only klocks in my lungs then
If you ain't never trappin', why you actin' like the plug then?
If you need it, I could get you what you want, bitch, I'm plugged in
Baby, you can give me what I need and I'm worth it
On a bitch, yeah, I might bleed, but don't treat me different
If it wasn't for that bag, I wouldn't see these bitches
[Chorus]
I'm in a different mode
I been in a different bag, fuckin' different hoes
Way too many different tour dates, hittin' different roads
I buy expensive clothes
I like to fuck on bad bitches that gon' turn me on
I'm in a different mode
I been in a different bag, fuckin' different hoes
Way too many different tour dates, hittin' different roads
I buy expensive clothes
I like to fuck on bad bitches that gon' turn me on

[Verse 3]
I like to fuck on bad bitches 'cause they do me right
Now she actin' like she so mad she can't spend the night
Bend it over, get me right, ain't really the kissin' type
Rather catch a flight, I ain't really with the dinner nights
If I put these VVS chains on, can you cut the lights?
If you always in a n***a face, you know I can't cuff you, right?
Drunk as fuck tonight, steppin' out, that's in Off-White
Do you wanna gamble with your life? You could roll the dice
Do you wanna slide with me tonight? Come and ride tonight
Don't you know these foreign whips come with neon lights
Don't confuse these deadstock kicks with no fuckin' Flights
And when I look at Siren, he remind me of my child life
And nowadays, I don't want a bitch that get too many likes
If you think that bitch ain't talkin' to a n***a, she gon' get you right
And bitch I'm game type, never been the lame type
Next n***a talkin' out his neck, put his face on ice
[Chorus]
I'm in a different mode
I been in a different bag, fuckin' different hoes
Way too many different tour dates, hittin' different roads
I buy expensive clothes
I like to fuck on bad bitches that gon' turn me on
I'm in a different mode
I been in a different bag, fuckin' different hoes
Way too many different tour dates, hittin' different roads
I buy expensive clothes
I like to fuck on bad bitches that gon' turn me on

[Outro]
I'm in a different mode
I been in a different bag, fuckin' different hoes
Way too many different tour dates, hittin' different roads
I like expensive clothes
I like to fuck on bad, bad, bad, bad