Young M.A – I Get The Bag (Freestyle)

Uh man
Oh this what we doing?
Ight bet, I got, i got to get cocky on this one
I got to get a lil barky on this one
You heard
Uh uh

You get the bag and fumble it
I get the bag and flip it and tumble it
Car came with a slut in it
Then I made the bitch cum in it
Double cup in it, no lean, just a red punch
With the rum in it
Silky on, fresh white tee, with the contructs on
Thugging it
The block hot, so i’m tucking it
Glizzy came with a drum in it
Treat my Nina like my old hoes
Start acting up and I’m dumping it
I don’t really play the scenes
Like Amd, I’m in the cup with it
Louis bag with the hundreds in it
Caught a million in it, I had to stuff it in it
Wake and bake in the oven with it
If it ain’t skunking, I ain’t fucking with it
White cars with the black rims
With the insides, peanut butter in it
Still gutter with it, still red colors with it
Still blood for my brother with it
Benz truck, put my mother in it
These checks keep on repeating
My bank account got a studder in it
Bitch nigga i’m eating
Treat the pussy like a Plummer nigga
Put my plunger in it, she screaming
Kicking hoes out the hotel, like a punter wit it
They scheming
Not stupid or a sucker nigga, hoes want to come up nigga
I peep it
Young nigga from the concrete
Now I’m seeing palm trees
Try and get a double r on my car keys and on my car seats
Pocket full of parsley
Glock in arm reach, can’t harm me
Mix the jungle juice with the jamba juice
Now I’m feeling saucy
Feeling like the old me, can’t hold me
In the hood, still moving dolly
If you ain’t gang gang, can’t bro me
Can’t say you love me, got to show me
She said it’s hard to communicate
Cuz I only send emojis
I don’t show no emotions
Can’t let you know me
Swag dripping nosebleed
Gave away my rollies
They was getting old to me
I know that was bold of me
Niggas ain’t as cold as me
Shorty got her a whole nigga
But she in the club poking me
Tryna get a hold of me
I should take her in the bathroom
But that would be the hoe in me
Ass looking like a baboon
Man fuck it bring the hoe with me
Covered with tattoos
It compliment the polo tees
If them haters got a attitude
Hit em with the shoulder lean
Millie rocking through the bad vibes
Time is money, and if it ain’t about the money
I don’t have time
That slow me down the last time damn
So I made that the last time
Now it’s stack rack time uh
Prolly been a wavy nigga
Like back back in my past time
All these funny looking niggas rapping
And they ain’t really saying shit
And I won’t say I hate this shit
I just won’t play this shit
Still the queen out the Brook
My crown still fit me right
Still in the streets like a CitiBike
Still posted like a city light
Had to get my pennies right
Had to change my diet up
Just to get me right
I remember plenty nights, living that Henny life
Never did me right
Now it’s more life plenty life
Can’t settle down, got a busy life
I already know what that kitty like
I’m just tryna see what that Bently like
Cut a lot of niggas off
I bet they talking about me
Fuck what you thinking
Fuck what you thought about me
Better off without me
I’m better off with less than more around me
Fake nigga walk around me
Never had security, no cops
Never had the law around me
Prolly me and three niggas
I just got to keep killing
Getting wins out of losses
Got to keep Meek Milling
We living we billing
Fat blunts, weed spilling
I invested in the weed business
Cuz I’m just tryna see millions
In the stew cooking up cooking up
Had to put my feet in it
When life threw me lemons
I made lemon squeeze with it
No I don’t need women
I don’t know how to keep women
I think I’m a good nigga
But I guess they see different
Can’t get a girl pregnant
So I made my pockets pregnant
Money calling 9/11
Got seven figures but I can’t stop at seven
Nah man got to get it
King gwop till I die
Still get the gwop in heaven
Cuz me and god we connecting
And we got a great connection
Praying with my pistol on me
But that’s just for my protection
Hennessy was my obsession
Just to get through my depression
That was kinda my confessions
We need more spitters
Less funny looking niggas
That’s just my suggestion

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