Bag

[Chorus]
Im an artist not a rapper
Not a capper
Thats fasho
Ima finesse that money ready
Ima get that bag on god

[Verse 1]
Demon protected by them angels
Just stream this shit thats my [?brainer?]
Yeah
I just got that bag, ill do it again
Im fuckin her friend
Im running that bag up, running the ends
I thought it was a benz (Yessir)
Yeah
Way too rich im livin that life, yeah
Ah, ah, ah, ah (Ima die for them)
Ha, um, ha, um, ya (Please dont talk again)
Pistol make him walk round town, with a frown
Sending shots up in the air, better duck right now

[Chorus]
Im an artist not a rapper
Not a capper
Thats fasho
Ima finesse that money ready
Ima get that bag on god
Im an artist not a rapper
Not a capper
Thats fasho
Ima finеsse that money ready
Ima gеt that bag on god

[Verse 2]
Yeah, ima get that bag on god
Im on top just like the first of the month
Thats why they want more
And ima fuck her, im the first of the month
And then ill be gone
And then ill be gone and ill be out
And then ill be gone and then im out
Ima sing and make em dance, hope police dont check my pants (Girl)
Yeah, keep one tucked, keep a skin, just incase
This bitch didn't believe me put the money to her face
If she think she staying round here then she better give me face
Yeah, all black all black all black car
All black all black all black scar
Too fast too fast too fast car
Whos that? uh yeah, jayx the god

[Chorus]
Im an artist not a rapper
Not a capper
Thats fasho
Ima finesse that money ready
Ima get that bag on god
Im an artist not a rapper
Not a capper
Thats fasho
Ima finesse that money ready
Ima get that bag on god

[Verse 3]
Money ready, uh huh my moneys ready
I fuck her friend, just because she let me
Its dangerous, this shit it could get heavy
Its electric, or "lecky", im sellin call my "celly"
I might just kill my family
I might ghost so you can't find me
I got skills, that come with rhyming
Im a rapper, thats on timing, yeah