Lyrics Bag Shxt - Abhi feat. S. Finesse & TaylerTheSinger

Got a chip up on my shoulder, I got some to prove
Got my chips up like it's poker they can't see my moves
Shit done switched up I got older
Ain't gon' switch up on my corner
Never slip up stay the course yea
We gon' reach the moon

They gon' see us in Forbes, see us on tour
Feel it coming soon
This gas gon' hit for sure, just pass the torch
You gon' see the fumes
Might crash the whip for sport, jump in that Porsche
You gon' hear it vroom
I'm gon' get mine of course, won't come up short
Running this court, just like I'm Jordan

She ain't really worth the work I'd have to put in
Love mula I put her first these hoes just couldn't
This shit getting started I'm putting my foot in that door
Watch me stroll in this bitch got 'em lookin'
I need me some rolls if they callin' for bookings
I'm gon' meet these goals I done had since a rookie
When I wanna roll then I'm choosin cookie
It hit my soul I'm as geeked as I could be

(Woooah)
(Woooah)

(Wooooahh) If it ain't about the bag bitch
(Wooooahh) Talkin' dat bag shit

If it ain't about the bank bitch then leave me 'lone
Not talking that bag shit don't hit my phone
I'm pushing a fast whip I'm gon' get gone
Rollin' that dank shit like Cheech and Chong
I been doing right I can't do no wrong (No no)
I ain't losing sight on what I really want (No no)
We bound for the stars all stars we been balling
Chase this money far as long as she keep calling

(Yeah yeah)
You know I'mma big spender (Big spender)
You try to throw salt on my name but you sweet like Splenda
Got steppas on my team chasin' my dream, I'm duckin' my grave
I done seen so many demons swear it's hard to erase
Double back down feelin' bad now, I'm still stuck in my ways (Heee)
She know I'mma winner when I'm inna sprinter
Whenever I'm in it I take her to dinner
No more tears hit the floor
I was waiting at your door
I ain't tryna hold grudges (No grudges, no grudges)
You left, you need stay where you at
That's my dog and I can never get him back
That's my dog and I can never get him back (Yea)
I give you the world when mine is fallin' apart (Fallin' apart)
So don't speak to me about loyalty, we know love ain't hard (Ain't hard)
Tryna keep me to hold on, don't wanna be apart (Apart)
You selfish don't wanna leave your demons in the dark (Yeah yeah)

If it ain't about the bank bitch then leave me 'lone, 'lone
Not talking that bag shit don't hit my phone, phone
I'm pushing a fast whip I'm gon' get gone, gone
Rollin that dank shit like Cheech and Chong, Chong
I been doing right I can't do no wrong
I ain't losing sight on what I really want
We bound for the stars all stars we been balling
Chase this money far as long as she keep calling