Joe Moses and Wiz Khalifa - Bag

Niggas be wifin' these hoes
I don't be likin' these hoes
You like them triflin' hoes
So I be hawkin' these hoes
J 'em and glowed up as soon as we roll up
Wrist then like froze up
We keep the poles up

I'm in a Louis Lou gucci and Fendi too
Fufu Medusa keep me in shit
Or my ns will bury you i had to get me a bag
I had to get in my stash

Playin' like John Mayer
Gangster like silver said
She got the four packets
There's nothin' a hoe lackin'
Head got me callin' a ho
We been ballin' a ho i done went all in a ho
Raw, no comment, lil' ho

Pussy be super deep i call her super freak
Legs goin' super weak i call her super geek
She be a super geek call the bitch brainiac
Feel like a maniac yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I had to get me a bag
I had to get off my ass
I had to go in my stash
I had to get me a bag j 'em and glowed up
As soon as we roll up nigga was frozed up
We keep the poles up yeah
Ball main on another nigga bitch
Cold game and a bitch changed shit
Freak bitches com in all different races
Only erase 'em
I ain't never had to chase 'em

I was only sixteen when I got a pound
Had to whip with the sounds
I was rollin' 'round
I had really big dreams tryna own the town
Hit the block of soul trees
Nigga, no allowance

If you mingle, keep it G, nigga
Don't come 'round i got bands in my pocket
Now they pokin' out
Niggas wasn't speakin' up but they vocal now

Got some grams that'll choke you whoa, whoa
Been a dead case since I've been local
Oh, oh worldwide
Probably gettin' your girl high
Ridin' away to serve kind
I can make it worthwhile roll that paper up

I had to get me a bag
I had to get off my ass
I had to go in my stash
I had to get me a bag j 'em and glowed up
As soon as we roll up ns was frozed up
We keep the poles up yeah

Ball main on another nigga bitch
Cold game and a bitch changed shit
Freak bitches com in all different races
Only erase 'em
I ain't never had to chase 'em

I don't want Kim K j on the sim say
I tell 'em go, go, go
They tell me, which way?
I done went Luda, my nigga
Tellin' 'em to move, bitch
As soon as I pull it out
She turn it to rue, bitch yeah

Louis V on another nigga's bitch
You the tricker she another nigga bitch
Got riches said, fuck a ho
Your baby mama, she is such a ho

Fuckin' my name up fuckin' the game up
You can keep a bitch you can have the slut
Fuck a Instagram bitch on some broke shit
Bitches think they know everything
You don't know shit

I had to get me a bag
I had to get off my ass
I had to go in my stash
I had to get me a bag j 'em and glowed up
As soon as we roll up nigga was frozed up
We keep the poles up yeah

Ball main on another nigga bitch
Cold game and a bitch changed shit
Freak bitches com in all different races
Only erase 'em
I ain't never had to chase 'em

Written by:
Eduardo Earle, Javar Rockamore, Joseph Allen

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