
coach joey - get to the bag lyrics
[verse 1: coach joey]
gucci shirt, gucci belt, gucci bag, b_tch
he love the way i rap, but say i act different
i be up all night, sh_t, i trap different
raff simans on my shoes, b_tch, my swag different
i be talking to these hoes, like i’m godsendyou never f_cked my b_tch
i be talking to these hoes, like i ain’t got cents
you never f_cked my b_tch, i’m the first one in her
you never seen these jeans, these premium denom
i be feeling like an ape with this bape on
i be feeling like i’m trey, with all these f_cking songs
i bought so many rolies, i love rolie fashion
when i cash them all in, i buy a big ass mansion
[chorus: babyface ray]
i got the low, i got the low, i got the low, yeah
get to the bag, get to the bag, get to the bag, yeah
f_ck up the cash, f_ck up the cash, f_ck up the cash, yeah
dripping in swag, dripping in swag, dripping in swag, yeah
[verse 2: babyface ray]
i be feeling like a boss, all these n_ggas workers
they be [?] boys is chirping
she heard i was the wave, now she wanna surf me
me and joey in that phantom, brodie, close the curtains
ride around dumping, like the trash man
whole team toating choppers, like it’s bagddad
this sh_t ain’t even fun, we been had cash
said f_ck it, bought a yacht on my last bag
supreme t, supreme weed, supreme louis v
[?] stuffed in the sleve, make some room for me
racks stuffed in my jeans, make your lady cheat
man, this sh_t done got colossal, let my n_ggas eat
[chorus: babyface ray]
i got the low, i got the low, i got the low, yeah
get to the bag, get to the bag, get to the bag, yeah
f_ck up the cash, f_ck up the cash, f_ck up the cash, yeah
dripping in swag, dripping in swag, dripping in swag, yeah
[verse 3: philthy rich]
it’s philthy
look
designer on a n_gga mismatched, me and your n_gga a mismatch
pillo talking like a dispatch, he been begging me for his b_tch back
a hundred pare of red bottoms in my closet, i don’t even wear them twice
reservation at ocean prime, [?]
[?] on my left wrist, that motherf_cker cost 80 thou
getting off with my ex b_tch, i done made a mess and left [?]
bad b_tch off the location, told a b_tch i got no pationts
pass a b_tch like a backwood, i’ma put the ho up in rotation
versace belt cost 1200
detroit n_ggas getting real money
your baby daddy looking real bummy
[?] tax money
[?] jeans with the [?] coat
got a bad b_tch, she a centerfold
they ain’t know me when i was really broke
lost everything on a 10 to 4
it’s philthy
[chorus: babyface ray]
i got the low, i got the low, i got the low, yeah
get to the bag, get to the bag, get to the bag, yeah
f_ck up the cash, f_ck up the cash, f_ck up the cash, yeah
dripping in swag, dripping in swag, dripping in swag, yeah
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