Sag My Jeans

[Intro]
This that TBG shit
(It-It's Dino)
Let's go

[Chorus]
I keep shit on the low 'cause these nigga like to snitch (That's it right there)
Come up in the party with 'bout 40 on my wrist (Bling)
All I know is money, I can't get enough (I can't, I can't)
And bitch, I sag my jeans, 'cause I won't pick 'em up (I can't, I won't)
And bitch, I sag my jeans, and I won't pick 'em up (I won't)
I send my lil' niggas to come hit you up (I will)
I send my lil' niggas to come hit you up (I will)
And them ambulance niggas to come pick you up

[Verse 1]
All of these niggas my kids, watchin' my moves, they stealin' my flow
Playin' my song, but nobody know, I really pull up in back of the ghost
I'm wit' his ho, she go all the way low, nigga want smoke that's all that we blow
Fuck up the money is all that we know, flex and finessin' don't ever get old
I never lie in a rap that I wrote, they just be actin' they really don't know
Nothin' I do anymore for the low, I need a couple to come to a show
I keep a couple when I'm on the road, this like a 100 that's why it don't fold
We know he told, kept it on the low (On the low)

[Pre-Chorus]
I never lie in a rap that I wrote, they just be actin' they really don't know
Nothin' I do anymore for the low, I need a couple to come to a show
I keep a couple when I'm on the road, this like a 100 that's why it don't fold
We know he told, kept it on the low (On the low)
Let's go

[Chorus]
I keep shit on the low 'cause these nigga like to snitch (That's it right there)
Come up in the party with 'bout 40 on my wrist (Bling)
All I know is money, I can't get enough (I can't, I can't)
And bitch, I sag my jeans, 'cause I won't pick 'em up (I can't, I won't)
And bitch, I sag my jeans, and I won't pick 'em up (I won't)
I send my lil' niggas to come hit you up (I will)
I send my lil' niggas to come hit you up (I will)
And them ambulance niggas to come pick you up

[Verse 2]
No, I don't play by the rules, pull up wit' army, we jumpin' out Coupes (Skrrt)
If he want war, we kill all of his troops, try to take mines, that nigga a fool
I'm the type nigga, fuck up the loot, you got a gun, but never gon' shoot
They tryna see, wanna know what I do, he actin' tough now his blood on my shoes
Got blood on my suit, he wanna problem, we solvin' a few
All of that talkin', we take off his roof, these niggas broke, but tryna be cool
I spend a band every time that I move, I'm off the gas, I barely can move
Watchin' my back, they want me to lose, walk with a gun on me, probably got two
Clip got 30 and ready to shoot (Shoot, bratt, bratt)
Hop in the Coupe, watchin' for 12, he makin' the news (Skrrt)
We hit a few, watching' my back, they want me to lose (Lose)
Walk with a gun on me, probably got two (Bratt, bratt)
Let's go

[Chorus]
I keep shit on the low 'cause these nigga like to snitch (That's it right there)
Come up in the party with 'bout 40 on my wrist (Bling)
All I know is money, I can't get enough (I can't, I can't)
And bitch, I sag my jeans, 'cause I won't pick 'em up (I can't, I won't)
And bitch, I sag my jeans, and I won't pick 'em up (I won't)
I send my lil' niggas to come hit you up (I will)
I send my lil' niggas to come hit you up (I will)
And them ambulance niggas to come pick you up