Show Me the Bag

[Hook]
Show me the bag hoe, Show me the bag hoe
I got a family to feed Imma take what I need if I don’t get a bag hoe
Show me the bag hoe, Show me the bag hoe
If it ain’t money you better quit fuckin’ wit me if you ain’t got a bag hoe
Show me the bag, Show me the bag
Show me the money my nigga
Show me the bag, Show me the bag
Show me the money lil bitch
Show me the bag, Show me the bag
Show me the money my nigga
Show me thе bag, Show me the bag
Show me thе money lil bitch

[Verse 1: T-Rock]
RSM I represent, be for realin’ thats for sho
Stackin’ money like I hit the Mega-Million in this hoe
I don’t kiss ass over a check, Let my [?] in this hoe
Mr. Big of South Atlanta Imma skinny pimp for sho
I don’t give a fuck if you love it or like it
A blunt, Imma hit it & light it to let you know that nobody in here fuckin’ wit me
Even the bottom of grievin’ the shit you be doin’
I’m representing Atlanta to the fullest and I love my city
I am a rebel that is ready for fleeing the lyrical liberation and if you got a problem with me, come and get me
Niggas and bitches who sick of fakin’ the fuckery in the city, I’ll represent it for you and I run the city
Black cats from a pimp that will wack mans
If a motherfucka think I'm playin wit the rap bands
Everyday that I’m alive Imma stack racks
And obtain order, run the city and the badlands
Zero tolerance for assholes
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Different cash flows
And the weed, I put the money over everything but God
N’ go get the bag hoe
On the coup

[Hook]
Show me the bag hoe, Show me the bag hoe
I got a family to feed Imma take what I need if I don’t get a bag hoe
Show me the bag hoe, Show me the bag hoe
If it ain’t money you better quit fuckin’ wit me if you ain’t got a bag hoe
Show me the bag, Show me the bag
Show me the money my nigga
Show me the bag, Show me the bag
Show me the money lil bitch
Show me the bag, Show me the bag
Show me the money my nigga
Show me the bag, Show me the bag
Show me the money lil bitch

[Verse 2:]
I’ve been knocked all my life, had no choice but to stay up
Got back up and chose to fight, now my stock just went way up
I let my money talk this time, I kick back and don’t say much
Pray and pray I fall but God don’t hear you, that shit don’t phase us
I am a veteran bitch I ain’t new to this
I survived through the shit that Judas did
Yell I got the heart to swing on any nigga
It don’t matter the size or who it is
If you sucka niggas come at me again
Fuck the gun you will need a super friend
Imma do everything in my power to go psycho mode on you and put this shit to an end
My scandalist recipe, got me rich forever G
I rep C.P. and put on all my city until destiny
My pimp game is in the head of your hoe through telepathy
She bring them racks right back to me with no flaw or discrepancy

[Hook]
Show me the bag hoe, Show me the bag hoe
I got a family to feed Imma take what I need if I don’t get a bag hoe
Show me the bag hoe, Show me the bag hoe
If it ain’t money you better quit fuckin’ wit me if you ain’t got a bag hoe
Show me the bag, Show me the bag
Show me the money my nigga
Show me the bag, Show me the bag
Show me the money lil bitch
Show me the bag, Show me the bag
Show me the money my nigga
Show me the bag, Show me the bag
Show me the money lil bitch