[Intro]

(Karegi, what was that?)

[Chorus]

My bag getting fat, yeah 'till the day that I die

Swear to god I'ma still be gettin' racks

They ain't believe I was gon' do shit but now I made it back

But now they listening to my new shit, like "Damn man play that back"

See, now they pressing me like, "Damn bran you did all of this?"

Start this train y'all follow it

This ain't sign no deal ain't fall in it

Shit finna hide my feelings, gotta bottle this

I gotta put it to my soul

But I can't let this shit go

Gotta watch your back ten toes

I been getting them racks, you sold

[Verse 1]

Like damn I go pull a 'lil bitch out the lot

Said like [?] riding the [?] at the top

Say that she fucking with me

Said that it's just she like my style

I ran up the bands a while

You step in my shoеs, you couldn't walk a mile

I'm rocking the shades through thе high with a smile

That bitch going crazy that bitch out her mind

[Verse 2]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I pull up with bands, 'lil boy you ain't tough

Why that boy tryna play me? You ran outta luck

Bitch I really been stacking my bands, what you up

I just say I'm a dog and I pour up a cup

It's the purple with sprite, I been sippin' the mud

What the fuck is you talking bout bitch, zip it up

How I'm making the bands think I play for the bucks

Yea [?] you saw that shit

I'm on that shit

I had to run up a mil get to all that shit

Why that bitch playin tricks, she said all this shit

I done gambled my chips, I can't fall in

The bitch say the love me, she fallen

But I can't fuck with her, not all in

But I might just go get up and hit her friend

Say she sells in the part of the plan

[Verse 3]

Like oh look, got my bag up

Now they wanna take my swag, huh

Yeah but I can't let em get away, damn

That's not gon happen

Like huh, yeah, uh yeah

What this feeling 'bout? Talking bout the same as my-, yeah

Yeah balling, huh, yeah balling, huh

[Chorus]

My bag getting fat, yeah 'till the day that I die

Swear to god I'ma still be gettin' racks

They ain't believe I was gon' do shit but now I made it back

But now they listening to my new shit, like, "Damn man play that back"

See, now they pressing me like, "Damn bran you did all of this"

Start this train y'all follow it

This ain't sign no deal ain't fall in it

Shit finna hide my feelings gotta bottle this

I gotta put it my soul

But I can't let this shit go

Gotta watch your back ten toes

I been getting them racks, you sold

(Yeah)