Big Bag (feat. Young Thug & Dolly White)

I like the jet speed off (uh)

I crave a million dollars (uh)

You ns looking sour (uh)

I piped up my (toddlers) (uh)

I blew out the tires (uh)

That Bugatti yeah it's too fast for me

Took off on a pill, who asked for me

She suck on that dick, gradually

I grew up im sayin baby

I don't no bout this bitch, she a fan baby

I don't fuck with this n, he ran baby

I don't fuck with his bitch, not a man baby

Got this drip on my wrist, she gon glance at it

I don't want that lil car if your man had it

Peanut butter the guts in the 911

AK47 with nuts, and you very scary

What's the optimistic, yeah I been bout the trenches

What's the option given

When your (born a) killer, I been serving babies

Fuck a babysitter I been nutting on her

Never ever kiss her

I just talk to god, not a fuckin pillar

I don't fuck with fraud, I'm a real young n

Shawty keep me hard

Because I'm having millions and I'm so determined, n

Big bag, big bag like a fat cat

I wanna know where the racks at

I, lotta dope where the latch at

Got a new four door with the hatch back

100 mill up, 100 racks in the knapsack

Big dog, big smoke finna ash that

She a barbie and she living up to all that

Big check got no match, now she all that

I remember I was really lonely

Now I got hunnids on me yes I'm splurging with it

Pushin up in a matte black Tahoe, yeah I'm having slimes in it

Turn a girl I'll never rush her I'll always have my time in it

Biscotti that be hotboxing, you can come and get high with me

Uh, nigga ever play we leave em dead (Uh)

30 shots hit him in the head (Rah rah)

Never hating I ain't never pressed (Uh)

You can pull a blick when you scared

They'll air it out you make the wrong turn

Told Gotit pass the hoe, it my turn

Everything I got n, hard earned

And I ain't been sleep in the early morning

Big bag, big bag like a fat cat

I wanna know where the racks at

I, lotta dope where the latch at

Got a new fogged up with the hatch back

100 mill up, 100 racks in the knapsack

Big dog, big smoke finna ash that

She a barbie and she living under all that

Bitch ain't got no match, now she all that

Big bag, big bag like a fat cat

I wanna know where the racks at

I, lotta dope where the latch at

Got a new fogged up with the hatch back

100 mill up, 100 racks in the knapsack

Big dog, big smoke finna ash that

She a barbie and she living under all that

Bitch ain't got no match, now she all that

Don't ever think that, you counting me out

I walk in with Jeffery, I'm cashing out

Don't waste your time my bag, it ain't out

Got a hunnid thou on my Rollie, watch out

Don't ever play with me, I'll air that shit out

I don't own this beat but I'm rocking it out

I'm running in circles, these bitches exhausted

Give me a minute, this shit gon accomplish

I want the money, make sure when you talking

I'm shooting my shot you would think I'm James Harden

Put some respect on my shit, Clear the way when I'm walking

The fuck is you sayin, I want all is my M's, No bargain

It's a slime party, you know that you welcome to party