Came from the bottom
And I ran it up
Had to go get it enough
Ain't enough
I ain't have shit
Now I'm having it up
Keep it a hunnid
Ain't changing it up
Got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
I got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
Came from the bottom
And I ran it up
Had to go get it enough
Ain't enough
I ain't have shit
Now I'm havin it up
Keep it a hunnid
Ain't changing it up
Got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
Im a go get a bag
No matter what
I know you trying
It's hard to keep up
Bought your bitch a bag
Now she gone let me f*ck
I feel like Giannis
I'm gone get a buck
I make a flip
And I double it up
She let me screw
And it came with a nut
Got to go get it
No cuddling up
Go make a play
Ain't no huddling up
Keep the heat on me
Im all bundled up
I feel like Martin
Yeah you know what's up
Hit stick bbbb
No two hand touch touch touch
Uh oooh this shit different
This shit hitting hitting
You niggas kitten
Who is you kidding
You ain't got benjis
Get you some business
I know it's sickening
Peep all the symptoms
I gotta Khloe
I need her friend
Told my bitch listen
Had to go Tristan Tristan Tristan
All mighty dollar in god we trust
Bout to go Christian Christian Christian
Used to serve to pills never had to roofie
I ain't Heath Cliffin Cliffin Cliffin
My Stick Got da hook it baited her in
Swear I'm going fishing fishing fishing
If it's u against me
We kno who she picking picking picking
Hopped in my bag
Hopped out my feelings
Just call me bennet
I been in it
Unless it's friendships
That come with benefits
Told me go deeper
When I was in it
Put her in a sleeper
After I finish
Real nigga card
Say I'm Authentic
Glick in my britches
Don't make me lift it lift it lift lt
I hit then she Lyft it
We cannot kick it
She gotta nigga
Don't make a difference
Got head and tail
Ain't have to flip it
Don't kiss and tell
I ain't even kissin
I call her spidy
Good with her senses
Swear she a rapper
Little bitch spittin
I ain't with the games
But she gone bop it pull it twist It
Ima post on the net
Right after we flick it
You dying to live my nigga
I'm living While making a living
A Soulja boy
But I ain't with all the gimmicks
My kar dashin
With a Kim in it
Call me a chemist
Look how I whip it
I came from a civic but I know that you
Know that wasn't my image image image
You know I stay strapped my nigga that's law
It's click it or ticket ticket ticket
Used to be broke
Till I went and fixed it fixed it fixed
Wait till I get da Richie
Beckham my wrists wrists wrists
When you mention goat
Say my name be specific specific specific
Came from the bottom
And I ran it up
Had to go get it enough
Ain't enough
I ain't have shit
Now I'm havin it up
Keep it a hunnid
Ain't changing it up
Got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
I got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
Came from the bottom
And I ran it up
Had to go get it enough
Ain't enough
I ain't have shit
Now I'm having it up
Keep it a hunnid
Ain't changing it up
Got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
Im a go get a bag
No matter what
I know you trying
It's hard to keep up
Bought your bitch a bag
Now she gone let me f*ck
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English
Came from the bottom
And I ran it up
Had to go get it enough
Ain't enough
I ain't have shit
Now I'm having it up
Keep it a hunnid
Ain't changing it up
Got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
I got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
Came from the bottom
And I ran it up
Had to go get it enough
Ain't enough
I ain't have shit
Now I'm havin it up
Keep it a hunnid
Ain't changing it up
Got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
Im a go get a bag
No matter what
I know you trying
It's hard to keep up
Bought your bitch a bag
Now she gone let me f*ck
I feel like Giannis
I'm gone get a buck
I make a flip
And I double it up
She let me screw
And it came with a nut
Got to go get it
No cuddling up
Go make a play
Ain't no huddling up
Keep the heat on me
Im all bundled up
I feel like Martin
Yeah you know what's up
Hit stick bbbb
No two hand touch touch touch
Uh oooh this shit different
This shit hitting hitting
You niggas kitten
Who is you kidding
You ain't got benjis
Get you some business
I know it's sickening
Peep all the symptoms
I gotta Khloe
I need her friend
Told my bitch listen
Had to go Tristan Tristan Tristan
All mighty dollar in god we trust
Bout to go Christian Christian Christian
Used to serve to pills never had to roofie
I ain't Heath Cliffin Cliffin Cliffin
My Stick Got da hook it baited her in
Swear I'm going fishing fishing fishing
If it's u against me
We kno who she picking picking picking
Hopped in my bag
Hopped out my feelings
Just call me bennet
I been in it
Unless it's friendships
That come with benefits
Told me go deeper
When I was in it
Put her in a sleeper
After I finish
Real nigga card
Say I'm Authentic
Glick in my britches
Don't make me lift it lift it lift lt
I hit then she Lyft it
We cannot kick it
She gotta nigga
Don't make a difference
Got head and tail
Ain't have to flip it
Don't kiss and tell
I ain't even kissin
I call her spidy
Good with her senses
Swear she a rapper
Little bitch spittin
I ain't with the games
But she gone bop it pull it twist It
Ima post on the net
Right after we flick it
You dying to live my nigga
I'm living While making a living
A Soulja boy
But I ain't with all the gimmicks
My kar dashin
With a Kim in it
Call me a chemist
Look how I whip it
I came from a civic but I know that you
Know that wasn't my image image image
You know I stay strapped my nigga that's law
It's click it or ticket ticket ticket
Used to be broke
Till I went and fixed it fixed it fixed
Wait till I get da Richie
Beckham my wrists wrists wrists
When you mention goat
Say my name be specific specific specific
Came from the bottom
And I ran it up
Had to go get it enough
Ain't enough
I ain't have shit
Now I'm havin it up
Keep it a hunnid
Ain't changing it up
Got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
I got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
Came from the bottom
And I ran it up
Had to go get it enough
Ain't enough
I ain't have shit
Now I'm having it up
Keep it a hunnid
Ain't changing it up
Got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
Im a go get a bag
No matter what
I know you trying
It's hard to keep up
Bought your bitch a bag
Now she gone let me f*ck
And I ran it up
Had to go get it enough
Ain't enough
I ain't have shit
Now I'm having it up
Keep it a hunnid
Ain't changing it up
Got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
I got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
Came from the bottom
And I ran it up
Had to go get it enough
Ain't enough
I ain't have shit
Now I'm havin it up
Keep it a hunnid
Ain't changing it up
Got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
Im a go get a bag
No matter what
I know you trying
It's hard to keep up
Bought your bitch a bag
Now she gone let me f*ck
I feel like Giannis
I'm gone get a buck
I make a flip
And I double it up
She let me screw
And it came with a nut
Got to go get it
No cuddling up
Go make a play
Ain't no huddling up
Keep the heat on me
Im all bundled up
I feel like Martin
Yeah you know what's up
Hit stick bbbb
No two hand touch touch touch
Uh oooh this shit different
This shit hitting hitting
You niggas kitten
Who is you kidding
You ain't got benjis
Get you some business
I know it's sickening
Peep all the symptoms
I gotta Khloe
I need her friend
Told my bitch listen
Had to go Tristan Tristan Tristan
All mighty dollar in god we trust
Bout to go Christian Christian Christian
Used to serve to pills never had to roofie
I ain't Heath Cliffin Cliffin Cliffin
My Stick Got da hook it baited her in
Swear I'm going fishing fishing fishing
If it's u against me
We kno who she picking picking picking
Hopped in my bag
Hopped out my feelings
Just call me bennet
I been in it
Unless it's friendships
That come with benefits
Told me go deeper
When I was in it
Put her in a sleeper
After I finish
Real nigga card
Say I'm Authentic
Glick in my britches
Don't make me lift it lift it lift lt
I hit then she Lyft it
We cannot kick it
She gotta nigga
Don't make a difference
Got head and tail
Ain't have to flip it
Don't kiss and tell
I ain't even kissin
I call her spidy
Good with her senses
Swear she a rapper
Little bitch spittin
I ain't with the games
But she gone bop it pull it twist It
Ima post on the net
Right after we flick it
You dying to live my nigga
I'm living While making a living
A Soulja boy
But I ain't with all the gimmicks
My kar dashin
With a Kim in it
Call me a chemist
Look how I whip it
I came from a civic but I know that you
Know that wasn't my image image image
You know I stay strapped my nigga that's law
It's click it or ticket ticket ticket
Used to be broke
Till I went and fixed it fixed it fixed
Wait till I get da Richie
Beckham my wrists wrists wrists
When you mention goat
Say my name be specific specific specific
Came from the bottom
And I ran it up
Had to go get it enough
Ain't enough
I ain't have shit
Now I'm havin it up
Keep it a hunnid
Ain't changing it up
Got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
I got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
Came from the bottom
And I ran it up
Had to go get it enough
Ain't enough
I ain't have shit
Now I'm having it up
Keep it a hunnid
Ain't changing it up
Got in my bag
Now is you mad or what
Im a go get a bag
No matter what
I know you trying
It's hard to keep up
Bought your bitch a bag
Now she gone let me f*ck
Writer: Dwight Taylor
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