積分
演出藝人
Chance the Rapper
聲樂
Calboy
聲樂
詞曲
Chancelor J. Bennett
詞曲創作
Calvin Woods
詞曲創作
Nate Fox
詞曲創作
Peder Losnegård
詞曲創作
Peter Wilkins
詞曲創作
James Taylor
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Chance the Rapper
製作人
Peter CottonTale
製作人
Nate Fox
製作人
Lido
製作人
歌詞
[Verse 1]
(Tellin' you now, now you're my only one)
(Tellin' you now, now you're my only one)
Uh-huh
(Tellin' you now, now you're my only one)
Yup, yup, yup, yup
(Tellin' you now, now you're my only, oh)
Let me tell you somethin'
[Verse 2]
You want a bag, you get a bag
You need a bag, you get a bag
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
You want a bag, you get a bag
You need a bag, you get a bag
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
[Verse 3]
You need a bag
(Tellin' you now, now you're my only one)
(Tellin' you now, now you're my only one)
You need a, you need a, you need a bag
(Tellin' you now, now you're my only one)
(Tellin' you now, now you're my only, oh)
You need a, you need a, you need a, need a
[Verse 4]
Ay, ay, I pull up in that Elon, all these **** felines
I stopped smokin' cigarettes, now pussy taste like key lime
Big ol' Birkin bag that she could lean on like a crutch
She said, "Babe, if it's too crazy, that .380 in my clutch"
I say, "Yah, you know you my favorite shooter"
Yah, bing-bing-bang-booka-booka
Yah, we gon' keep it out of court
We run plays, this shit a sport
We some Gs, we don't want pork
Beat go crazy, make it work, work, work
Shorty way too bad, she want a bag, not no purse
Screamin', "Fuck the other grass"
She want that gas and not that dirt
She want that cash and I'm like Turk
I want that cash, and she like work, work, work
[Verse 5]
I'm just tryna get to it in a new way
With the band on a beeper or the two-way
We could get on the Venmo, what's to it?
We could run just together, what's to it?
[Verse 6]
When you want a bag, you get a bag
You need a bag, you get a bag
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
You want a bag, you get a bag
You need a bag, you get a bag
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
[Verse 7]
I know I gotta get this money till my dyin' soul
By the low, I come from the trenches, we was by the store
Baby, no, I don't wanna buy your love, plus my heart is cold
Gotta roll, all my homies old and I keep 'em close
Lucid dream, ridin' that hemi thing, swear I do the most
Brand new fiend, she drink anything, she might need a Coke
Never sleep, gotta get to this bag, I ain't goin' broke
Wanna kick it with me, but I ain't got no legs, I been on the go
[Verse 8]
I don't go with no plan, better stick with your plan
Did you hear what I said? I don't know what you sayin'
And you know I'm the man, let's get to the deads
Let's get to some bread, better hop in your bag
[Verse 9]
When you want a bag, you get a bag
You need a bag, you get a bag
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
You want a bag, you get a bag
You need a bag, you get a bag
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
[Verse 10]
(Tellin' you now, now you're my only one)
(Tellin' you now, now you're my only)
(Oh, tellin' you now, now you're my only one)
(Tellin' you now, now you're my only one)
Written by: Calvin Woods, Chancelor J. Bennett, James Taylor, Nate Fox, Peder Losnegård, Peter Wilkins