YMM Shit Man
Yeah
Get to the cash
Focused on digits
I been in my bag man
Can't f*ck with these bitches
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
I'm popping tags, I'm in a whole nother bag
I get to the money, and I love to brag
I got me some new drip.. that shit came from sacks
Wanna get a bustdown Rollie, or an AP
Niggas get mad and jealous, that's why they hate me
I've been in my bag on no bullshit, other niggas rate me
Niggas wanna loaft on my money, pussy nigga pay me
I done got so many bags
Rambo scammed so many banks
I'm counting franks, you niggas can keep your books
I stick with my mags
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
Sky's the limit, gotta keep my pockets fat, peter griffin
So heard they want the sauce, well I'm dripping
I'm with the gang, who's the competition
Bitch calling me out, f*ck is you thinking?
Smoking on a new pack, my eyes spinning
Big chain or a watch with the bezels in it (With the bezels all in it)
Ice
Too cold, peep the drip like woah
Hit the trap, cop a P or O
Shawty bad, on her knees, hit the floor
Laser beam wit the scope let it blow
If you don't know bro, shit you gotta go
F*cking with these hoes, we laughing at you folks
Counting up bands, we gon' hit up the road
Give me 3 years I'ma sell these shows
Aye, Aye Aye
Give me 3 years, Ima sell out these shows
Aye , Aye I get to the cash Aye, I'm Focused on didgets
Aye, I got me a bag, Cant f*ck with these bitches, Nah
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
LD Dripaa7 - In My Bag (feat. Vybez) Lyrics
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YMM Shit Man
Yeah
Get to the cash
Focused on digits
I been in my bag man
Can't f*ck with these bitches
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
I'm popping tags, I'm in a whole nother bag
I get to the money, and I love to brag
I got me some new drip.. that shit came from sacks
Wanna get a bustdown Rollie, or an AP
Niggas get mad and jealous, that's why they hate me
I've been in my bag on no bullshit, other niggas rate me
Niggas wanna loaft on my money, pussy nigga pay me
I done got so many bags
Rambo scammed so many banks
I'm counting franks, you niggas can keep your books
I stick with my mags
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
Sky's the limit, gotta keep my pockets fat, peter griffin
So heard they want the sauce, well I'm dripping
I'm with the gang, who's the competition
Bitch calling me out, f*ck is you thinking?
Smoking on a new pack, my eyes spinning
Big chain or a watch with the bezels in it (With the bezels all in it)
Ice
Too cold, peep the drip like woah
Hit the trap, cop a P or O
Shawty bad, on her knees, hit the floor
Laser beam wit the scope let it blow
If you don't know bro, shit you gotta go
F*cking with these hoes, we laughing at you folks
Counting up bands, we gon' hit up the road
Give me 3 years I'ma sell these shows
Aye, Aye Aye
Give me 3 years, Ima sell out these shows
Aye , Aye I get to the cash Aye, I'm Focused on didgets
Aye, I got me a bag, Cant f*ck with these bitches, Nah
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
Yeah
Get to the cash
Focused on digits
I been in my bag man
Can't f*ck with these bitches
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
I'm popping tags, I'm in a whole nother bag
I get to the money, and I love to brag
I got me some new drip.. that shit came from sacks
Wanna get a bustdown Rollie, or an AP
Niggas get mad and jealous, that's why they hate me
I've been in my bag on no bullshit, other niggas rate me
Niggas wanna loaft on my money, pussy nigga pay me
I done got so many bags
Rambo scammed so many banks
I'm counting franks, you niggas can keep your books
I stick with my mags
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
Sky's the limit, gotta keep my pockets fat, peter griffin
So heard they want the sauce, well I'm dripping
I'm with the gang, who's the competition
Bitch calling me out, f*ck is you thinking?
Smoking on a new pack, my eyes spinning
Big chain or a watch with the bezels in it (With the bezels all in it)
Ice
Too cold, peep the drip like woah
Hit the trap, cop a P or O
Shawty bad, on her knees, hit the floor
Laser beam wit the scope let it blow
If you don't know bro, shit you gotta go
F*cking with these hoes, we laughing at you folks
Counting up bands, we gon' hit up the road
Give me 3 years I'ma sell these shows
Aye, Aye Aye
Give me 3 years, Ima sell out these shows
Aye , Aye I get to the cash Aye, I'm Focused on didgets
Aye, I got me a bag, Cant f*ck with these bitches, Nah
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
I get the cash, focused on digits
I got me a bag, can't f*ck with these bitches
I stack up my cash, Master P, I got no limit
I'm counting my racks, that shit takes me minutes
Writer: Alexander Morgan, Mihnea Sebu
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid