Baggage Claim

Tope got the dope bring the beat in I'm in the grey Dodge mag with the sunroof Slapping Xscape Who can I run to I'm spreading love I got a gun too It's no escape Who can you run to? I'm in the East of the V playing frisbee A rare sighting Ima California grizzly Bitch I yield at stop signs I can't stop We from the bottom We at the top Used to get dropped off Now I'm in a drop Still getting topped off Now I'm at the top Came out the mud They thought I was rock Dust me off Bitch I'm shining Tony Hawk Bitch I'm grinding Bad transmission Bitch I'm grinding Underbite Bitch I'm grinding Need new brakes why Bitch I'm grinding Hop out my bed Go brush my teeth Make me some tea Roll up some tree Hop on my bike Mob round the V They say my name I yell back yee Back to the crib Hop in the bath Coconut oil Powder my ass Time to create Hop in the lab Tope sent a wop Go get that bag Go get that bag Go get that bag It's groceries outside Go get that bag Is that Doordash Go get that bag Get up off yo ass Go get that bag Go get that bag Wow aye yeah Nigga go get that bag Let let me spread love with this mac Nigga you just gotta tat I got the city on my back I might be in it for the chicken But big Neffy beat the cat I dropped out of school I would have went where people's at I hopped out my feelings and jumped in my bag I opened up my car door and then I did the dash Dummy mobbin' in the scrape thang Driving like I'm mad Let's talk about that Nef nigga He a super dad I'm just trynna keep the peace But still I got a piece in my jeans I work out with the plug that's why I got all of this lean I kicked down doors and bum rushed him with the team It's diamonds in my mouth I might brush with Mr. Clean LaRussell got on Crocs I got on Yeezy foam runners Bout to elevate my friends I only talk to homeowners Lil baby got good head but do she got a dome on her? She was thick but the coke left skin and bones on her Skeet skirt skirt I'm up the block early morning with the work You know they say that early birds get the worm Big chang I'm in her head like the perm If you got fuck nigga tendencies don't get close to me I hopped in my bag bitch I feel like groceries Neffy I'm the shit big boy toiletry Every bar I spit real dope quarter key So I could keep going if you want me to I'll hop in my bag like a homeless dude Her baby daddy can't dance he got bogus moves Imma rock star in a jazz band I could show you blues Hopped out my feeling Jumped in a bag Hopped out my feelings Jumped in a bag Jumped in my whip And then I did the dash That was it? Alright it's all good