Bag It 2 - WARHOL.SS

This shit ain’t shit

I don’t give no fuck

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

What, huh

Bag it up

Bag it up, bag it up

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

Bag it up, bag it up

Yah, yah

Rack it up, rack it up

Uhh

Bags in bags out

He movin' shit right outta' state

And I got a bad bitch, she fuck me when I’m outta state

In the kitchen cookin' chickens, whip me up another plate

Pull up tippin' at the Churchs, order me another plate

Yah, eating lobster tail smokin' big woods yeah

Beamer engine you can see it through the hood yeah

Newport’s got the hood in the trunk

on a nigga if he pussy know what’s up

Pussy nigga know what’s up

Serve that nigga re rock and we serve that boy in

Valentino photo shoot, my pocket full of bucks

He can’t fuck with me cause' that boy can’t keep shit above

I be on some meechie, deuce up in my remix

I can’t do no free shit, all my niggas wheelin'

All my niggas poppin' shit, pull up and we droppin' shit

Pop up on his momma cause' I heard he talk to cops and shit

Young Warhol yeah he be fadin'

And these niggas fakin'

Countin' these blue faces

With canary braces

All it take is patience

Young boy gotta' keep faith

Goyard round' my waist

Louie just in case

Bags in bags out

He movin' shit right outta' state

And I got a bad bitch, she fuck me when I’m outta state

In the kitchen cookin' chickens, whip me up another plate

Pull up tippin' at the Churchs, order me another plate

Yah, eating lobster tail smokin' big woods yeah

Beamer engine you can see it through the hood yeah

Newport’s got the hood in the trunk

on a nigga if he pussy know what’s up

Fah, fah, fah