If you wonderin’ why I changed up Tell ‘em the 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 But I still can’t forget the past Stack it up and save it 'cause this ration never last Never spittin' no lies ‘cause you know this shit is facts Mothafuckers is mad ‘cause they never scratched my back I did it on my own and I don’t owe you nothing now Had to go and get it and make mama proud All of my bitches and exes are so mad ‘Cause they know that I finally just got the bag You know you can blame it on the fuckin’ cash Told you when I get it imma fuckin’ spaz You can blame it on the bag If she bad mouth me you know that fact bro I got so much money I might go cop a Picasso Oh my god this stone allen got me drippin’ Now all of my hater cousins come and visit At the airport paparazzi snappin’ all these pictures Still can remember on the last day that I was feelin' kinda sad Oh my god all this cash Every time I see these bitches they all look mad Tellin' me I’m different but you know I know that Check the deuce and tell ‘em they can just blame it Blame it, blame it on the bag You know that I always wanted all of that Told you when I get it I ain’t coming back Every time I see these haters always mad You can blame it on the bag Fuck that, bring it back Don’t you ever forget just where I started I heard your favorite rapper album and that shit is garbage Add up everyone on that list you know that I’m the hardest Take my mama out of debt, you know I'm money Stayin' hard, stayin' hard with the swag Want it all, ‘bout to blow a hunnit racks I want more tell 'em gimme all of that All of these cash be the reason why I'm sad Put the shit on my mama and dad I only do this for my mom and dad Forget ‘bout all my cash In a Bentley yes I hit the gas I used to be a superbaggin' trash And now these haters can Blame it on the bag Blame it on the bag Blame it on the bag