Getting To the Bag (feat. C0jACk)

We up in this party, chillin, smokin, this girl called me

Cojack and I, we back to party again, and I ain't fuckin' with a bitch who got the snobbiest friends

Tryin' to be a saint, but her body's a sin. Forgot what we was doin' before, so we gotta start it again

I been droppin' for decades now, so when they yell, damn white boy, that shit's played out

Racism in rap needs to get phased out. Got the pack for you haters, time to get blazed out

Could really care less what the haters say now, cause all my day ones always stay down

Shorty was all up near my lap with her face down. Playin' with these bars like we was at the playground

Leave people wanting a dap hangin' like monkey bars. I'm equivalent to Captain America, you just Bucky Barnes

Always wearin' watches, callin' my lucky charms. I'm puffin' on this chronic, man, this stuff is bomb

Shorty's cool with me when she's with you, there's always somethin' wrong

These people listen, and they gon' listen well. I'm feelin' free, we twistin' up an L

Thankful for every day, I ain't sittin' in a cell. Life's a bitch, so roll it up and inhale

Life's a bitch, then inhale. And then you gotta go and put the weight up on the scale

Runnin' fast to the bag, Sonic and Tails. Paper chasin' dirty money, never leave a trail

Cojack in this bitch, you already know I'm back at it. Talkin' all that bullshit, feelin' like a crack addict

Know you don't want beef with us, me and my **** bout that action. Catch a man, slipping, pick him up, I hope he lost traction

Rules to this shit, number two is dump the clip. Bring it back around for number one, rest in piss

Watch his body flip, chopped him up, we karate'd it. Peelin' up before the feds arrive, hear the tires drift

Rolled him up, now we gon' get high, hit the front or split. R.Kelly can a **** fly, push him off a cliff

Base drive me crazy, got me out here makin' opps and shit

It's all good, cause I'ma stay ten toes down, stomp him in. Switchin' up on me, can't be right, cause all I do is Win

Not no DJ Khaled shit, but **** screamin' on this bitch. I'm blow stacks, I can pay for your girl's scholarship

These people listen, and they gon' listen well. I'm feelin' free, we twistin' up an L

Thankful for everyday, I ain't sittin' in a cell. Life's a bitch, so roll it up and inhale

Life's a bitch, then inhale. And then you gotta go and put the weight up on the scale

Runnin' fast to the bag, Sonic gettin' tails. Paper chasin' dirty money, never leave a trail

Girl's ass so fat that it could be a whale. Don't rock old styles like old Bread, that shit is stale

Even if I fail, someday I will prevail. Floatin' in your girl's Ocean, can't take the wind out my sails

She throws it back, it hits me like a tidal wave. I got bands for her, always makin' sure that I am paid

Lookin' up to the sky in the evening, it looks like marmalade. Y'all don't rap, so you gotta hear what me and my partners say

We got your bitch walkin' out the crib in lingerie. Weavin' in and out of traffic, pedal to the gas

You know no matter what, we always gettin' to the bag