Shit, damn, I keep the, ooh
My book bag, I keep the 8th in the back of my book bag
I'm on a plane but I'm not getting jet lagged
Out with your bitch, and I'm heading down south
I hit up the plug, when I'm going that way, that route
Bitch don't get her way, she pout
I run to the bank, grab a large amount
I'm serving more niggas than In-N-Out
Feel like Hasselhoff, I'm swimming now
I'm swimming up, put the ceiling down
Put that blunt up, put the feelings down
Pick the mic up, you can hear me now
I'm turnt up and I'm turning down
Four wheel flat, and I'm driving with no tag
Couldn't even tell it was me, I move too fast
City to city, I wanna see how you do that
I still got the 8th in the back of my book bag
Goddamn Johnny how the hell you forget that
Grab me the paper in the back, not the zig-zag
I keep it safe in the place you ain't been at
Talking all this, I ain't taking me a hit yet
Pull up to the door, but I'm not doing door dash
Watch what you say about me, getcha backlash
If I say 12, then I might do a four flat
Big motherfucker right here, yeah, I tote that
Nigga walk around with a Glock in the moped
Nigga music ass I wouldn't even promote that
Shit damn, damn, damn
It was just me and my book bag was just posted at the crib like Rugrat
No cap throw it back girl you know I love that
She say she love me I say Fuck that
My name La Head baby gone head suck that Oh
Bitch I'm a G, bitch I'm a G like E-S-T(Est Gee)
And you know my phone on DND
I used to walk the street with my bookbag now we pulling up in a fleet
I'm in my bag and we deep, the passenger seat that's my freak for the week
Flew to the west shipped a pack to the east
It's a reason I ride with the heat
My bitch vegan she don't wanna meet(meat)
Rapping and fashion I do it with ease
Walk in smelling like money, sex, and creed
We toast it up in the v.i.p.
Pinky up when I sip it like a P.I.M.P
I don't fuck with no Gucci this Givenchy
Givenchy put her in a new bag, if you want smoke tell a nigga let's match
I be on the road told her please don't get attached, was a long way from home but I'm back in the trap
Like even when I'm gone do you got my back? Did it on my own had to stack up some racks
Cause no I ain't going out sad, so I gotta stay on point like Nash
I been in my bag
I been
I been in my
I been in my bag
I been
I been in my
I been in my bag