Lost In My Bag lyrics

by

22nd Jim



[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Say, where Robb at?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Went from walkin' on my jeans to pullin' up in a Mercedes
And I pop this sh*t so fluent, labels know they gotta pay me
Saucy stepper when I step, rockin' Rick down to the floor
Man, they finally popped the gates, my cousin Booga made it home, yeah
'Cause this sh*t been on the floor, tryna keep it comin' in
All these losses we done took, man, I apprеciate the wins
They got mе in and out of court, them crackers tryna give me a bid
I had to put this sh*t on wax 'cause this my life, this how I live
n*gga play, then we gon' spin, been that way since we was kids
Hundred thousands off the dice and I'ma bet it all on trig
E just saved the day, pulled up with drank, that's my hero
Real mobster, real gangster, my life a movie, Rob De Niro
I just pulled up in that wood stain, rollin' up that gene
Ho, just get straight to the point, hop in this whip, get on your knees
I bet they wonder how I do it, how I do this sh*t with ease
These n*ggas certified cap, they say the truth'll set you free

[Bridge]
Keep pushin', n*gga, keep doin' this sh*t, n*gga
I ain't even gon' do no playin' with these n*ggas, man
Droppin' all these stacks and just stayin' in my bag
n*gga, I'm tryna get lost in the sheets
[Verse 2]
Yeah, garbage bag, but ain't no trash, the 'migo just dropped the load
By the time them b*tches land, them b*tches already sold
I had to take a couple with me, had to beat down that road
'Cause them n*ggas up the way say they gon' pay me more
Jump off the plane with sixty thousand, now her face in my lap
I talk this sh*t because I live it, they can't pay me to cap
Dracos, ARs, and Glocks, these ain't regular attachments
If they catch me with this b*tch, they gon' add hella enhancements
Cup so dark, it look like Kunta, n*ggas cotton soft
In the middle of the trenches, diamonds dancin', yeah, I got it on
Police askin' 'bout them B's, I don't know why you askin' me
I was somewhere in LA droppin' the top to feel the breeze

[Chorus]
Yeah, b*tch, I'm so deep up in my bag, hope I get lost in it
Yeah, them n*ggas tried to spin, but it cost n*ggas
Started off as just some soldiers, now we boss n*ggas
I could never save a ho, I really toss b*tches
That sh*t ain't nothin', you gon' bounce back off that loss, n*gga
Stand tall, brush off your shoulders, walk it off, n*gga
This sh*t be crazy, n*ggas out here playin' both sides
They tried to go against the team and they both died
Knowin' how this sh*t get tricky, I keep Teecs with me
Shinamese up in the cut, they gon' creep with me
Before this sh*t was 'round my neck, it was on my back
They caught Dame slippin', damn, I had to learn from that
[Outro]
Chill, n*gga
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