Released on July 25, 2018

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[Verse 1]

The thicker the women, the thicker the plot

Thicker the plot, thicker the bag

Meanin' I'm buyin', not leasin' no beamer

I’m Brian O’Conner, I'm drivin' it fast

They was just hating 'cause they in the way

And I’m way up, I made it, them niggas is mad

Innanet Baggins, I'm all in my bag

Fuck on your hoe, I ain't holding her hand

Just a little Maryland nigga smokin' out a cutie

Boof was boofin', I don’t give a damn

I don't give a fuck, tell me why I would

On the rosebar couch in my bag

Bands and my denim, denim, denim, them

Hands in my denim, she was tryna grab

Reachin' for it all, she don't give a damn

She was in her bag, Fendi and Celine

Asked for a Birkin while she slurpin' in the front seat

Of the four-door Jeep

We living so wild like Nigel

When she was on white like Keisha

We was on road like tires

When we gon' roll that weed up?

I’m in my bag like reefer

In my bag, might bag ya


[Chorus]

I’m really just running for money

I'm lil' Flo Jo, chasin' a check

I’m really gonna run up the money

I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best

Calm movin' through these hoovers, I maneuver

With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed

Calm moving through these hoovers

With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed

I’m really just running for money

I'm lil' Flo Jo, chasin' a check

I’m really gonna run up the money

I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best

Calm movin' through these hoovers, I maneuver

With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed

Calm moving through these hoovers

With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed


[Verse 2]

Bigger the bag, bigger the beef

Bigger the problem, bigger the blunt

Never be one of them niggas that's all on the scene

Broke at the end of the month

Flo Jo kill moe, run it up

Keep a clean hamme,r never let them touch

Fits like temper tantrums

Girl, come back that ass up

All in the club, uh

And bring all of your girl friends

Girl, hopping up out of a pearl six

Louis speed bag glued to her wrist, she was getting paid

She ain’t think a thing, but she was thinkin' slay

Weave laid thicker than a snicker, babe

Talking 'bout she don’t come with no baggage

All in her bag, I probably should bag her


[Chorus]

I’m really just running for money

I'm lil' Flo Jo, chasin' a check

I’m really gonna run up the money

I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best

Calm movin' through these hoovers, I maneuver

With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed

Calm moving through these hoovers

With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed

I’m really just running for money

I'm lil' Flo Jo, chasin' a check

I’m really gonna run up the money

I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best

Calm movin' through these hoovers, I maneuver

With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed

Calm moving through these hoovers

With the bag, baby, never feelin' stressed