Blame it on the bag bag You can blame it on the bag bag If you wonderin’ why I changed up Tell ‘em the money money is why I changed up I’m gettin' high smokin’ with angels You know I can hate that’s what a lame does Bring it back stackin’ this money money But I still can’t

Bass lines and cars anything fast Makin' money money last, hide it in a flask Sound of a bomb blast, throw it in tha bag bag Humping on my leg, yo I’m on my fuckin' glass Know who I am, I run this fuckin' club Tell them hoes I'll holler, stacks I got Fuck you pay

Rose from the cracks with the rats and the roaches (roaches) Bitch, you know what I'm totin' Bust a duffel bag bag open (uh!) (open) Hush money money in the sofa (shhh) Came, came in a Benz, not a Focus (Focus) Fall asleep with the stove lit Ho-hocus Pocus

They know I got cash, I ain't gotta brag no more (woo, woo, woo, what?) I'm playin' with the money, I just might go snatch the boat (I just might go snatch the boat) I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag bag is close (bag is close) I don't want your

Tip, tip, tip, tip I got some money money to spend Stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it Time to stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it Man got the habit, money money poking out the bag bag I might hop out on it now, for my city brought it back Bad bitches bust it down, always

I get the money, young nigga get money, the money'll follow me (go get it) I get the money, young nigga get money, (that bag, bag, that bag bag) the money'll follow me (go get it) I get the money, the money money is nothing (go get it), I count it then fall asleep

Trash bag, bag, full of cash, full of cash Count that up, count that up, count that up Twenties, count that Hundreds, count that Dollars, count that Money, count that Daisy it's crazy, and so as the home girl Red

Oh Lord, oh Lord Oh Lord, oh Lord, do You see us down here? Sometimes I look up to the sky When I die, put my ashes in the trash bag bag I don't care where they go Don't waste your money money on my gravestone I'm more concerned about my soul Everybody's gon' die

I can transform ya, Anything ya want, I can get it for ya, Your my baby girl shoulda know I did it for ya, I can trans, I can trans, I can transform ya Shoes you got it (got it) Bags you got it (got it), Cars you got it (got it), Money Money still got it (got

Double talkin' jive get the money money motherfucker 'Cause I got no more patience Found a head and an arm in da garbage can Don't know why I'm here Livin' on the run for oh so long I gotta go collect Double talkin' I got (lies) No more patience man Back in