In My Bag!

Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh (Yeah, yeah)
Got drip on me, his bitch on me
I'm in my bag, yeah
Pull out ten racks, I spend it at Saks
I see why they mad, yeah
Drip like a drain, I'm switching these lanes
I hope I don't crash, yeah
Boss up, got a check up, flex up
Got my foot on they ass, yeah
Balenci's my feet
(Oh, I got Balenci's on right now, **** it)
Car so fast, that bitch like 'Vroom'
Hundred bands in my pocket, I'm feeling like 'Ooh'
I got your bitch , we went to the moon
She diggin' me, she lovin' me too
Run up on me, all he hear is a 'Boom!'
If a nigga talk down, we gon' call on the goons
I ran out of time for ho's
Switchin' up these bitches like I change my clothes
I get the commas, you flexin' that lil' bag, bro
He smile in my face , but really hating on the low, yeah
Got drip on me, his bitch on me
I'm in my bag, yeah
Pull out ten racks, I spend it at Saks
I see why they mad, yeah
Drip like a drain, I'm switching these lanes
I hope I don't crash, yeah
Boss up, got a check up, flex up
Got my foot on they ass, yeah
I ran out of time for ho's
Switchin' up these bitches like I change my clothes
I get the commas, you flexin' that lil' bag, bro
He smile in my face, but really hating on the low, yeah