Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get glad bitch
Don't get mad
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
If you a bad bitch
Get a bag
You ain't talking bouta bag
Then you waistin my time
Im all bout my paper
I been stackin it high
Give a f*ck bouta hater
They ain't f*ckin with mine
All I think about is hunnids
Only thing in my mind
Addicted to cash
I be fiending for bands
Poppin them seals
And I'm surviving the bags
Don't f*ck with pills
But I'm surviving them xanz hussle legit
I don't f*ck with the scams
Money keep coming
Straight to my hand
Hit you with tax
Call Me Uncle Sam
They could pull up
It's all part of the plan
If I show love
Then you part of the Pham
When I roll up
Always more then a gram
If I pull up
Then you know I need 10
Count it up no I do t use my Head
Money machine can count it Instead
Hungry for cheese
I need all that bread
Don't got a job
Still picked up a check
Why would I work
When I work with finesse
Work with that bag
I don't work with that stress
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get glad bitch
Don't get mad
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
If you a bad bitch
Get a bag
Yea I'm getting money
Pockets getting chunky
I don't give a f*ck
About any body
Yea I'm getting paid
Never had it made
Always had a hussle
Started back in 6th grade
I was in middle school
Candy in my back pack
They thought I was cool
Wasn't worried bout that
I'm Focused on the money
Till my pockets get fat
I'm tryna double up
Triple up flip that
I gotta level up
So I learn from my past
What I learned in school
They won't teach you bout a bag
Hada Learn from the streets
Something they dont teach in Class
Gotta get it out the mud
Before you get to the grass
Get to the grass
And You could get to the lake
Pick you a path
And Look out for the snakes
I'm Moving it fast
Not the regular pace
I get to the bag
Treat this shit like a race
Have em runnin these laps
But I'm still in first place
I'm smoking the gas
Blow this bitch by the 8th
I'm counting this cash
Blowing clouds in your face
I stay with the bags
40 stay on my waist
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get glad bitch
Don't get mad
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
If you a bad bitch
Get a bag
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Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get glad bitch
Don't get mad
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
If you a bad bitch
Get a bag
You ain't talking bouta bag
Then you waistin my time
Im all bout my paper
I been stackin it high
Give a f*ck bouta hater
They ain't f*ckin with mine
All I think about is hunnids
Only thing in my mind
Addicted to cash
I be fiending for bands
Poppin them seals
And I'm surviving the bags
Don't f*ck with pills
But I'm surviving them xanz hussle legit
I don't f*ck with the scams
Money keep coming
Straight to my hand
Hit you with tax
Call Me Uncle Sam
They could pull up
It's all part of the plan
If I show love
Then you part of the Pham
When I roll up
Always more then a gram
If I pull up
Then you know I need 10
Count it up no I do t use my Head
Money machine can count it Instead
Hungry for cheese
I need all that bread
Don't got a job
Still picked up a check
Why would I work
When I work with finesse
Work with that bag
I don't work with that stress
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get glad bitch
Don't get mad
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
If you a bad bitch
Get a bag
Yea I'm getting money
Pockets getting chunky
I don't give a f*ck
About any body
Yea I'm getting paid
Never had it made
Always had a hussle
Started back in 6th grade
I was in middle school
Candy in my back pack
They thought I was cool
Wasn't worried bout that
I'm Focused on the money
Till my pockets get fat
I'm tryna double up
Triple up flip that
I gotta level up
So I learn from my past
What I learned in school
They won't teach you bout a bag
Hada Learn from the streets
Something they dont teach in Class
Gotta get it out the mud
Before you get to the grass
Get to the grass
And You could get to the lake
Pick you a path
And Look out for the snakes
I'm Moving it fast
Not the regular pace
I get to the bag
Treat this shit like a race
Have em runnin these laps
But I'm still in first place
I'm smoking the gas
Blow this bitch by the 8th
I'm counting this cash
Blowing clouds in your face
I stay with the bags
40 stay on my waist
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get glad bitch
Don't get mad
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
If you a bad bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get glad bitch
Don't get mad
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
If you a bad bitch
Get a bag
You ain't talking bouta bag
Then you waistin my time
Im all bout my paper
I been stackin it high
Give a f*ck bouta hater
They ain't f*ckin with mine
All I think about is hunnids
Only thing in my mind
Addicted to cash
I be fiending for bands
Poppin them seals
And I'm surviving the bags
Don't f*ck with pills
But I'm surviving them xanz hussle legit
I don't f*ck with the scams
Money keep coming
Straight to my hand
Hit you with tax
Call Me Uncle Sam
They could pull up
It's all part of the plan
If I show love
Then you part of the Pham
When I roll up
Always more then a gram
If I pull up
Then you know I need 10
Count it up no I do t use my Head
Money machine can count it Instead
Hungry for cheese
I need all that bread
Don't got a job
Still picked up a check
Why would I work
When I work with finesse
Work with that bag
I don't work with that stress
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get glad bitch
Don't get mad
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
If you a bad bitch
Get a bag
Yea I'm getting money
Pockets getting chunky
I don't give a f*ck
About any body
Yea I'm getting paid
Never had it made
Always had a hussle
Started back in 6th grade
I was in middle school
Candy in my back pack
They thought I was cool
Wasn't worried bout that
I'm Focused on the money
Till my pockets get fat
I'm tryna double up
Triple up flip that
I gotta level up
So I learn from my past
What I learned in school
They won't teach you bout a bag
Hada Learn from the streets
Something they dont teach in Class
Gotta get it out the mud
Before you get to the grass
Get to the grass
And You could get to the lake
Pick you a path
And Look out for the snakes
I'm Moving it fast
Not the regular pace
I get to the bag
Treat this shit like a race
Have em runnin these laps
But I'm still in first place
I'm smoking the gas
Blow this bitch by the 8th
I'm counting this cash
Blowing clouds in your face
I stay with the bags
40 stay on my waist
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get glad bitch
Don't get mad
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
Get a bag bitch
Get a bag
If you a bad bitch
Get a bag
Writer: James Congestio
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid