In Her Bag

[Intro]

(Rudeboy nigga)
(Rudeboy nigga)

[Verse 1]

Little baby got a baby bag in her Celine bag (In her bag nigga?)
Drippin on these bitches Mr. Clean swag
I got 2 rubber bands around these dead men
I don’t give a fuck about no hoe that’s what I said man
I stay with one up top you know my stick fully loaded
I had a chopper it was dirty boy you know a nigga sold it
I got a thick bitch ima turn her to a rich bitch
I cashed out for her titties and some lipsticks
Baby hella cakey watch her shake it like a seizure
Pocket full of Franklins I ain’t talking Aretha
Started acting funny had to play that bitch a Drake song
I don’t trust these niggas they snitchin singing like Trey Songz (Sheesh)
Body for body we body shit (We body shit)
We don’t look at price tags we just buy the shit
Aye but I call my bitch by her hoe name
They couldn’t identify the body cause of close range

[Chorus]

Baby got a bag in her bag like (In her bag like)
She be really in her bag (She be really in her bag)
She ain’t even get no game from her dad
She a bonified bitch every nigga wish he had (Wish he had her)
Aye baby got goals she get it on her own
She don’t need no nigga she just need em for the dick (Need em for the dick)
She just need em for the dick (Need em for the dick)
Say that shit turn her on when he carrying a stick look

[Verse 1]

That bitch Tiffany didn’t really have no bag (Uh uh)
That bitch Ashley was giving me money I neva had
Now Savannah that’s a million dollar bunny
Man I showed her 50 bands she told me that wasn't no money
My bitch gone get a bag if its raining or if it's sunny
Whoever pimping that bitch Leigh I know yo pockets flat as tummies
No money I’mma dummy I put you in the cold with no clothes on
Stitch lip you can't name a nigga I told on
All these diamonds and this muthafuckin gold on
40 gotta modified clip that bitch so long (That bitch long)
Aye I spell Birch with big B's i had six bad hoes you would think i was 2 P's
She just want me for my dick shit she gotta pay to
Baby gave me like 10 bands its only day 2
I’m sicker than sars (Sicker than sars) higher than Mars (Higher than Mars)
And i treat my bitch like a atm card

[Chorus]

Baby got a bag in her bag like (In her bag like)
She be really in her bag (She be really in her bag)
She ain’t even get no game from her dad
She a bonified bitch every nigga wish he had (Wish he had her)
Aye baby got goals she get it on her own
She don’t need no nigga she just need em for the dick (Need em for the dick)
She just need em for the dick (Need em for the dick)
Say that shit turn her on when he carrying a stick look