RAN 2 THE BAG FREESTYLE

[Verse 1]
Wake up in the morning and I fuck her
She know I'm a bad motherfucker
I can't fuck the bitch without a rubber
Stupid little bitch she think I love her
Yea, You can't see me through the tinted
Trying to run off with a style I invented, uh
You fucking dayroom nigga
Mad space I got leg room nigga, uh
And I'm flexing cause I never had it
Riding with the strap I'm problematic
You the type to cause a scene
I'm the type to air it out and clear the scene
I just flew a bitch from New Orleans
You niggas be selling bitches dreams
Fuck me good I'ma throw her in Céline
Fuck me good I'ma throw her in Céline
Yeah, and she gon' do it for the team
Yeah, and she gon' do it for the team
Yeah, mask on Halloween
Counting dirty money but my bitches clean, ah
She hit my phone like a fiend
Yeah, diamonds on my neck these bitches gleam
Michael Jackson, "Bille Jean"
Got like twenty bands in my jeans
Laugh to the bank ain't no joke
I fell in love with her throat
I treat that bitch like a ho
You know we smoke that good dope
Ask where I'm at I don't know
You know I'm ducking five-0
My nigga just got out parole
Now we pull up in two-doors

[Chorus]
I had a plan and I ran to that bag
I had a plan and I ran to that bag
I had a plan and I ran to that bag
Look at them, them niggas broke and they sad
I had a plan and I ran to that bag
I had a plan and I ran to that bag
I had a plan and I ran to that bag
Look at them, them niggas broke and they sad

[Verse 2]
Fuck what you telling me and fuck my enemies
They gon' remember me I swim in Hennessy
I'm ducking felonies I got her on her knees
I fucked on Melonie she hit them melodies
I got Cold Game on my pendent
I signed myself, independent
Give no fucks if they offended
Fiends on my line they demand it

[Outro]
Niggas is in here bitching! Niggas putting on shows for the 'gram 2017. Niggas on some bum shit man I'm on some get money shit man, yeah!