In My Bag

I'm in my bag
I'm in my bag
All these bitches mad
When I pull up in the Jag
Roll it, roll it, then we light it up
Pour it, pour it, 'bout to fuck it up
I'm in my bag
I'm in my bag

What am I? Lit
All these bitches talkin' shit
When I pull up with the clique
Skrrt, skrrrt, then I dip
I been surfin' on a wave, yeah
All these bitches in my way, yeah
Killin' it, grave
Wipe that look up off your face
Yippy kay on Rodeo
Spent all my money, I'm paid though
Flexin' all up on all you hoes
Stackin' pesos in Mexico
I be drippin' sauce on you
Steady, steady makin' moves
Stacking checks up with the crew
Now what the fuck you gon' do?

I'm in my bag
I'm in my bag
All these bitches mad
When I pull up in the Jag
Roll it, roll it, then we light it up
Pour it, pour it, 'bout to fuck it up
I'm in my bag
I'm in my bag

I just be up on a plane
Sippin' drippin' lookin' clean (yeah, yeah)
You just up on a train
Wishing that you could be me (yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah, my pockets swole
Yeah yeah yeah, they full of gold
Yeah yeah yeah, the holy ghost
You only need Jesus for you to level up
Pull up in that coupe
You in that Mini Cooper
Oh no, you in the Uber
But you ain't got dough to do it
I'm in that coupe
Steady,steady makin' moves
Stacking checks up with the crew
Now what the fuck you gon' do?

I'm in my bag
I'm in my bag
All these bitches mad
When I pull up in the Jag
Roll it, roll it, then we light it up
Pour it, pour it, 'bout to fuck it up
I'm in my bag
I'm in my bag