Imma get a bag
Then imma see my cash flow
Imma get some rack
Then imma take your last hoe
Take her to the back
Show her how the Proph3t roll
If you wanna cap
Better hope that I don't know
Better hope that I don't found, lotta hitta's tried to lie me they all signed out
I'm from where you wanna go but can't be motherf*cker this is Perth and it's mine now
Yeah my city got my back try to get the strap
Show you motherf*ckers where I'm at
But shh imma keep this shit real
Imma make platinum while your bitch bend her back
Yeah
Yeah she bend her back
Yeah she bend her back like she wanna new jag
Yeah she bend her back while you on the phone to her tryna say some but she ain't saying where she at
Ooh
I be speaking facts
Everybody wanna be homeboy coz I don't cap
But that's just how it is in this life
If you wanna make it out then you gotta speak facts
Imma speak facts
Imma imma speak facts
Imma make it out
Imma imma make racks
Imma make my fam proud
Show em where I'm at
Show em where I'm heading
Show em I ain't never going back
Back to the broke
Yeah the rich is where I'm at
F*ckin with no haters coz they'll never understand
What's it like to be like me
You know I am the f*ckin man
And I ain't falling for no haters and their evil f*ckin plans
Imma get a bag
Then imma see my cash flow
Imma get some rack
Then imma take your last hoe
Take her to the back
Show her how the Proph3t roll
If you wanna cap
Better hope that I don't know
You ain't never heard of me
I been in these streets makin purgerys
Trap house so don't open up the curtains please
Coz I gotta lot of shooters tryna murder me
Im back on my grind
And I'm back for the shine
Got a catch on my line
Reel it up imma find
That I'm in it for the life
And I'm in it for the gang
And I'm in it for the stride
I'm Cooking up a bite
Imma show you how it is
When im talkin real life
Gotta mind your own biz
Coz you sold for the likes while I stuck to my shit
And now I'm getting rich and your saying oh shit
Ya boy he's killed it and he's coming for 6
And he's coming your bitch
And she's coming for my dick
She gone suck it real quick
Then gone' roll me up a spliff
Then I puff puff pass show ya bitch how to bliz
Imma get a bag
Then imma see my cash flow
Imma get some rack
Then imma take your last hoe
Take her to the back
Show her how the Proph3t roll
If you wanna cap
Better hope that I don't know
Proph3t - Get a Bag Lyrics
Proph3t - Get a Bag Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
Imma get a bag
Then imma see my cash flow
Imma get some rack
Then imma take your last hoe
Take her to the back
Show her how the Proph3t roll
If you wanna cap
Better hope that I don't know
Better hope that I don't found, lotta hitta's tried to lie me they all signed out
I'm from where you wanna go but can't be motherf*cker this is Perth and it's mine now
Yeah my city got my back try to get the strap
Show you motherf*ckers where I'm at
But shh imma keep this shit real
Imma make platinum while your bitch bend her back
Yeah
Yeah she bend her back
Yeah she bend her back like she wanna new jag
Yeah she bend her back while you on the phone to her tryna say some but she ain't saying where she at
Ooh
I be speaking facts
Everybody wanna be homeboy coz I don't cap
But that's just how it is in this life
If you wanna make it out then you gotta speak facts
Imma speak facts
Imma imma speak facts
Imma make it out
Imma imma make racks
Imma make my fam proud
Show em where I'm at
Show em where I'm heading
Show em I ain't never going back
Back to the broke
Yeah the rich is where I'm at
F*ckin with no haters coz they'll never understand
What's it like to be like me
You know I am the f*ckin man
And I ain't falling for no haters and their evil f*ckin plans
Imma get a bag
Then imma see my cash flow
Imma get some rack
Then imma take your last hoe
Take her to the back
Show her how the Proph3t roll
If you wanna cap
Better hope that I don't know
You ain't never heard of me
I been in these streets makin purgerys
Trap house so don't open up the curtains please
Coz I gotta lot of shooters tryna murder me
Im back on my grind
And I'm back for the shine
Got a catch on my line
Reel it up imma find
That I'm in it for the life
And I'm in it for the gang
And I'm in it for the stride
I'm Cooking up a bite
Imma show you how it is
When im talkin real life
Gotta mind your own biz
Coz you sold for the likes while I stuck to my shit
And now I'm getting rich and your saying oh shit
Ya boy he's killed it and he's coming for 6
And he's coming your bitch
And she's coming for my dick
She gone suck it real quick
Then gone' roll me up a spliff
Then I puff puff pass show ya bitch how to bliz
Imma get a bag
Then imma see my cash flow
Imma get some rack
Then imma take your last hoe
Take her to the back
Show her how the Proph3t roll
If you wanna cap
Better hope that I don't know
Then imma see my cash flow
Imma get some rack
Then imma take your last hoe
Take her to the back
Show her how the Proph3t roll
If you wanna cap
Better hope that I don't know
Better hope that I don't found, lotta hitta's tried to lie me they all signed out
I'm from where you wanna go but can't be motherf*cker this is Perth and it's mine now
Yeah my city got my back try to get the strap
Show you motherf*ckers where I'm at
But shh imma keep this shit real
Imma make platinum while your bitch bend her back
Yeah
Yeah she bend her back
Yeah she bend her back like she wanna new jag
Yeah she bend her back while you on the phone to her tryna say some but she ain't saying where she at
Ooh
I be speaking facts
Everybody wanna be homeboy coz I don't cap
But that's just how it is in this life
If you wanna make it out then you gotta speak facts
Imma speak facts
Imma imma speak facts
Imma make it out
Imma imma make racks
Imma make my fam proud
Show em where I'm at
Show em where I'm heading
Show em I ain't never going back
Back to the broke
Yeah the rich is where I'm at
F*ckin with no haters coz they'll never understand
What's it like to be like me
You know I am the f*ckin man
And I ain't falling for no haters and their evil f*ckin plans
Imma get a bag
Then imma see my cash flow
Imma get some rack
Then imma take your last hoe
Take her to the back
Show her how the Proph3t roll
If you wanna cap
Better hope that I don't know
You ain't never heard of me
I been in these streets makin purgerys
Trap house so don't open up the curtains please
Coz I gotta lot of shooters tryna murder me
Im back on my grind
And I'm back for the shine
Got a catch on my line
Reel it up imma find
That I'm in it for the life
And I'm in it for the gang
And I'm in it for the stride
I'm Cooking up a bite
Imma show you how it is
When im talkin real life
Gotta mind your own biz
Coz you sold for the likes while I stuck to my shit
And now I'm getting rich and your saying oh shit
Ya boy he's killed it and he's coming for 6
And he's coming your bitch
And she's coming for my dick
She gone suck it real quick
Then gone' roll me up a spliff
Then I puff puff pass show ya bitch how to bliz
Imma get a bag
Then imma see my cash flow
Imma get some rack
Then imma take your last hoe
Take her to the back
Show her how the Proph3t roll
If you wanna cap
Better hope that I don't know
Writer: Siamack Hydarzadeh
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid