Bag lyrics

[Verse 1]
The thicker the women the thicker the plot
Thicker the plot, thicker the bag
Meaning I'm buying, not leasing no beamer
I’m Brian O’Conner, I'm driving it fast
They was just hating 'cause they in the way
And I’m way up, I made it, them n*ggas is mad
Innanet Baggins, I'm all in my bag
I might f*ck on your hoe, I ain't holding her hand

Just a little Maryland n*gga smoking out a cutie
Boof was boofin, I don’t give a damn
I don't give a f*ck, tell me why I would
On the rosebar couch in my bag
Bands and my denim, denim, denim
Damn, hands in my denim
She was tryna grab, reaching for it all
She don't give a damn, she was in her bag
Fendi and Celine
Asked for a Birkin while she slurping in the front seat
Of the four door jeep
We living so wild like Nigel, she was on white like Keisha
We was on road like tires
When we gone roll that weed up
I’m in my bag like reefer
In my bag might bag ya