Bag

[Verse 1]
The thicker the women, the thicker the plot
Thicker the plot, thicker the bag
Meanin' I'm buyin', not leasin' no beamer
I’m Brian O’Conner, I'm drivin' it fast
They was just hating 'cause they in the way
And I’m way up, I made it, them niggas is mad
Innanet Baggins, I'm all in my bag
Fuck on your hoe, I ain't holding her hand
Just a little Maryland nigga smokin' out a cutie
Boof was boofin', I don’t give a damn
I don't give a fuck, tell me why I would
On the rosebar couch in my bag
Bands and my denim, denim, denim, them
Hands in my denim, she was tryna grab
Reachin' for it all, she don't give a damn
She was in her bag, Fendi and Celine
Asked for a Birkin while she slurpin' in the front seat
Of the four-door Jeep
We living so wild like Nigel
When she was on white like Keisha
We was on road like tires
When we gon' roll that weed up?
I’m in my bag like reefer
In my bag, might bag ya

[Chorus]
I’m really just running for money
I'm lil' Flo Jo, chasin' a check
I’m really gonna run up the money
I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best
Calm movin' through these hoovers, I maneuver
With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed
Calm moving through these hoovers
With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed
I’m really just running for money
I'm lil' Flo Jo, chasin' a check
I’m really gonna run up the money
I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best
Calm movin' through these hoovers, I maneuver
With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed
Calm moving through these hoovers
With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed

[Verse 2]
Bigger the bag, bigger the beef
Bigger the problem, bigger the blunt
Never be one of them niggas that's all on the scene
Broke at the end of the month
Flo Jo kill moe, run it up
Keep a clean hamme,r never let them touch
Fits like temper tantrums
Girl, come back that ass up
All in the club, uh
And bring all of your girl friends
Girl, hopping up out of a pearl six
Louis speed bag glued to her wrist, she was getting paid
She ain’t think a thing, but she was thinkin' slay
Weave laid thicker than a snicker, babe
Talking 'bout she don’t come with no baggage
All in her bag, I probably should bag her

[Chorus]
I’m really just running for money
I'm lil' Flo Jo, chasin' a check
I’m really gonna run up the money
I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best
Calm movin' through these hoovers, I maneuver
With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed
Calm moving through these hoovers
With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed
I’m really just running for money
I'm lil' Flo Jo, chasin' a check
I’m really gonna run up the money
I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best
Calm movin' through these hoovers, I maneuver
With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed
Calm moving through these hoovers
With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed