Blow a Bag lyrics

[Intro]
Young Jefe holmes, oh
GG for life
Goose with another one

[Chorus]
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
They call me Young Jefe, girl I know you like my swag
If you want this sh*t forever then you better make it last
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
We ridin' in them foreigns, gettin' ass inside the Jag
Yes I make these n*ggas mad, got some killers who gon' blast
Make me blow a bag

[Verse 1]
Remember when I met you, girl I told you you was special
I told you would love me girl, you thought that I was flexin'
Them other n*ggas missed they lick, they thought they would finesse you
All this balling got 'em salty, turned these n*ggas into pretzels
Alright, alright, we can do this all night
b*tch my outfit all white, we can have 'em all fight
Sent a runner to the store and told him get me all the Sprites
b*tch my stash house is a hike, got them big old racks inside
[Pre-Chorus]
Gucci, Louis, Pucci, baby your life is a movie
She regret givin' up the booty, b*tch go and sue me
One day, "Papi that's your coochy," next day like she never knew me
All my friends are dead, that's why I be ridin' 'round with that Uzi

[Chorus]
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
They call me Young Jefe, girl I know you like my swag
If you want this sh*t forever then you better make it last
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
We ridin' in them foreigns, gettin' ass inside the Jag
Yes I make these n*ggas mad, got some killers who gon' blast
Make me blow a bag

[Verse 2]
Yeah I was thinkin' 'bout wifing it but I ended up one-nighting it
The way she suck the di*k I swear this lil b*tch is so trifling
Girl I had all type of b*tches, you one of the baddest
She say that I'm too savage, I know you don't like 'em average
Know you can't replace me, are you f*cking crazy
A lot of n*ggas ain't me, baby baby baby
A lot of n*ggas hate me, lot of n*ggas ain't player
Lot of n*ggas change ways, b*tch we still the same gang
[Pre-Chorus]
Gucci, Louis, Pucci, baby your life is a movie
She regret givin' up the booty, b*tch go and sue me
One day, "Papi that's your coochy," next day like she never knew me
All my friends are dead, that's why I be ridin' 'round with that Uzi

[Chorus]
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
They call me Young Jefe, girl I know you like my swag
If you want this sh*t forever then you better make it last
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
We ridin' in them foreigns, gettin' ass inside the Jag
Yes I make these n*ggas mad, got some killers who gon' blast
Make me blow a bag