INTRO

Ahh, Agent Double 00 Dollars, It's Young Mill$ in the building Baby

MDotDaDocta aka the Bag Boy, all that Brooklyn what up?

What up though, Put the money in the bag

VERSE 1

Last of the REAL you could bet that find a young **** where the check at I be tearing up the city got a bad biddy with me that's a fact got my dick where he neck at

for the games no time at all me and my **** just tryna ball put up numbers in the streets that's the highest score get in line IF you waiting on MY downfall

grip yours cause I'm quick to draw and put two to your head no Tylenol I'll give him the whole clip then watch son dance(Sun Dance) like he was at the film festival

brain dead dirt nap straight vegetable no lie I'm the BEST to do it since Big the BAGBOY **** show me where the loot is

Goyard Hermès or the Louis I go hard for the bread I get stupid a jack boy take mine then I'm shooting

I never seen a **** box with a bullet I used to work a nine to five and barely get by now I I-95 doing 95(mph)

5'9 stand tall I'm 9'5I get a rack of them thangs for the 9.5

HOOK

You know I'm ALWAYS popping tags boy I need that Beamer or that Jag boy it's fully loaded fuck a jack boy

that money busting out the bag boy my **** call me BAGBOY Woop give ME the loot give me the lootx2

VERSE 2

Ain't nothing but some drugs up in my nap sack this ain't no backpack rap this for them real live hustlers that's getting stacks

get a G pack of them Tre(3)Zeros(0)and straight TRAP road trips we focused **** no stops on the way back

fire under the foil fiends smoking they cash up white bitch smoke her pills say she chasing the dragon I'm leaned of the drank bumping some Drake

shout to my enemies boy it's too late fuck the piece of the pie I want the cake heard Fab say BITE don't get yourself ate my ****

spit dope flows that's morphine sprite prometh with the codeine pop me a pill crack me a seal

don't push my buttons cause I got no chill ok I walk up into Saks5th I'm running through a check just copped some new balenciaga's need them Faragamos next

hold up it come to them beats they call me Young Mills the streets it's MDotDaDocta I be serving and swerving you working my nerves I get surgical with that Choppa

BANG back seat plus I'm riding with a chauffeur boy I'm all about my bread like the toaster

I'm tryna eat get fat and get my rolls upstack bank rolls till the day I pull that Rolls(Royce)up

BRIDGE

You **** want that ignorance so imma give them ignant shitx4

Hook

You know I'm ALWAYS popping tags boy I need that Beamer or that Jag boy it's fully loaded fuck a jack boy

that money busting out the bag boy my **** call me BAGBOY Woop give ME the loot give me the lootx2