Been In My Bag lyrics

[Chorus: Yung Mal & Lil Quill]
We finna get rich and get it
I used to be broke but now I spend it
VVS's on my neck, came from Pheasant, you dig it
Should I sign for a ticket, well yes I did it
I ain't gotta sell a nick and I gotta admit it
Know I had to go ahead get a chopper with me
Said the kids of the 6 finna bless the city
Goin' big b*tch, I got the Wop with me
Young n*gga play with me, I get to sprayin' B
Whole lot of chips on me, I keep artillery
I be like what is you saying to me
If you not having no bag then you cannot talk to me
Might catch a flight out to Cali and soon as we landing
Then we pushing up to dispensary
Lately I been in my bag, ain't even tryna brag
But I can't let you n*ggas get to me

[Verse 1: Yung Mal]
I be stuck in my bag, I ain't tryna brag
Now all these lil n*ggas want f*ck with me
When I look back at the past, I was down to my last
Them lil n*ggas didn't even talk to me
Catch me a flight and I land, I'm loaded with bands
I don't drive, the valet gon' park it for me
Boy you broke, do not get to talking to me
All my brothers they riding, they sparking for me
1017, by Pheasant
VVS's I'ma let your b*tch kiss it
n*ggas mad 'cause a young n*gga did it
Put Chanel on my bag, I'm drippin'
No squares over here, we pimpin'
n*gga don't steal over here, we killing
That's a hundred bales, how the hell we gon' fit it?
I'ma take fifty, Quill get the other fifty
[Chorus: Yung Mal & Lil Quill]
We finna get rich and get it
I used to be broke but now I spend it
VVS's on my neck, came from Pheasant, you dig it
Should I sign for a ticket, well yes I did it
I ain't gotta sell a nick and I gotta admit it
Know I had to go ahead get a chopper with me
Said the kids of the 6 finna bless the city
Goin' big b*tch, I got the Wop with me
Young n*gga play with me, I get to sprayin' B
Whole lot of chips on me, I keep artillery
I be like what is you saying to me
If you not having no bag then you cannot talk to me
Might catch a flight out to Cali and soon as we landing
Then we pushing up to dispensary
Lately I been in my bag, ain't even tryna brag
But I can't let you n*ggas get to me

[Verse 2: Lil Quill]
Lately I been in my bag, I'm not even bragging
Go big on the kid if you not even having
1017 'round my neck, VVS's be dancing
I just pulled out, dropped the top, yeah the roof automatic
Tryna flex for these hoes and I know you that capping
All of that sh*t that you popping, I know you just rapping
Yeah I hit the molly, can't strap with you, it ain't no talent
I do this sh*t in my sleep, I do not need no practice
We tryna get rich and get it
Two fifty on the meter, got the push in it
And I'm riding through the city, got your b*tch with me
Now find in a jet, finna light up the cookie
Swerving in a foreign, they thinking I took it
I need ten for a show if you thinking 'bout booking
I don't walk like no ho sick or talk like no pus*y
I'm not f*cking with you, you can keep that sh*t pushin', lil n*gga
[Chorus: Yung Mal & Lil Quill]
We finna get rich and get it
I used to be broke but now I spend it
VVS's on my neck, came from Pheasant, you dig it
Should I sign for a ticket, well yes I did it
I ain't gotta sell a nick and I gotta admit it
Know I had to go ahead get a chopper with me
Said the kids of the 6 finna bless the city
Goin' big b*tch, I got the Wop with me
Young n*gga play with me, I get to sprayin' B
Whole lot of chips on me, I keep artillery
I be like what is you saying to me
If you not having no bag then you cannot talk to me
Might catch a flight out to Cali and soon as we landing
Then we pushing up to dispensary
Lately I been in my bag, ain't even tryna brag
But I can't let you n*ggas get to me