Big Bag - MC Virgins

I ain’t really wanna rap, but the shit slaps

Louis, Gucci, Fendi, man, I’m walkin' out with six bags

Her emotion roller coaster, call that Six Flags

Febreeze bottle every time I hear the bitch laugh

Ayy, we goin' back to back

Don’t got a platinum plaque, my homie call me a snack

I’m makin' more than your dad, I did this shit off of rap

And if you’re callin' me trash, then I’ma get really sad

MC God, bitch, always stay strapped

It’s like a standing ovation the way her cheeks clap

Bitch, I’m fresh out the closet the way my drip swag

You know I’m chillin', I got on the minion backpack

I got the SpongeBob drip on my hands

I got the Crocs, bitch, you got the Vans

I’m just built different, I do what you can’t

That bitch she want me, I feel like the man

Two fat bitches and they dancin' on Gibby

We got the whole crowd bumpin' when we come to your city

But we ain’t even tourin', I’m swervin' when I whip the foreign

This shit borin, I’m Ralph Lauren the way I pull hoes

Gibby try to kiss me, like too close

All this MC Virgins money for new clothes

And two ho’s, each of them can come to my new home

The greatest internet rapper, put that on my tombstone

Bitch knockin', wrist clockin'

It’s kinda hard to walk when I keep these thick pockets, okay

MC Wasian flowin' and you won’t stop it

Now MC Gibby, get up in here, gotta finish off

Papi Gibby on the track with another rhythm

Kudge pulled up and he got some tubby bitches with him

Never losin' money, only doin' more addition

Big bag on me, got about a million in it

I ain’t never had sex before, I got a- (Killa)

I ain’t never had sex before, I got a- (Killa)

I ain’t never had sex before, I got a- (Killa Cam)

Stop the cappin', they told me I gotta stop rappin'

Told 'em stop the cappin'

Open up your mind (Stop the cappin')

Don’t open up your thighs (Stop the cappin')

Skinny bitches, thick bitches, I like all kinds (Stop the cappin',

stop the cappin', stop the cappin')

Sex is really gross, but I wanna have it

Treat these bitches like a tire- (Step in this bitch)

Beat switch on these bitches

On fire, arson committed

We winnin', killin' the game like the ripper, we never missin', ayy

We the best in the game, bitch, MC Virgins goin' places

Ain’t no need to be based, bitch, MC Prophet gettin' famous

I have sex with all these women

Gettin' tired, can’t even finish

All my homies, they got bitches

You will never catch me simpin'

I got bitches, hold up, let me finish

Take her to the room then I nutted in a minute (In a minute)

My money blue, just like a democrat

Shorty booty lookin' hella fat

I’m super hot, check the thermostat

Got a penthouse, like I’m Johnny Gat

Got a million views, tell 'em fuck that

100k subs, I ain’t got a plaque

Playin' EB Games, tell 'em copy that

Only five Virgins, ain’t no copycats

Big bag, big bag

Big-, big-, big-, big- (Woo!)