Lyrics To the Bag - Chinito

With Jaden and Jeri, the twins always ready to fuck up the city
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Eyes on the bag and I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it, I gotta go

Baby watch me get to the bag
Baby watch me get to the bag
Baby watch me get to the bag
Baby watch me get to the bag

All about the money, baby count it for me while I blow her back
All about the money, hunnids falling - mami hold a stack
All I ever wanted was to get to the fucking bag
All about it
Flip, flip, flip a brick and make it back

Working too hard, baby tell me to relax
Heart too broken, but the money fix the cracks
Too many people trynna stab me in the back
You turned the page, I burned the book, and now I'm sending that shit back
I will not repeat, I'm not the nigga for lip
Versace my feet, Patek Philippe
Shorty in love with the drip
Big tipper, brick flipper
Ima big dick giver, drippy nigga
Unfollowed all my friends, who the fuck do I know?
Suck on my cockiness, my pride I will never swallow
They don't wanna see me flex but i earned this right
Look in my eyes, you'll never see a fire burn this bright
Rain rain go away, come again another day
So melancholy, been popping these mollies
But none of this shit make the pain go away
Rain rain go away, come again another day
Money falling from the ceiling, tears falling down my face
I fell in love with the chase

Baby watch me get to the bag
Baby watch me get to the bag
Baby watch me get to the bag
Baby watch me get to the bag

All about the money, baby count it for me while I blow her back
All about the money, hunnids falling - mami hold a stack
All I ever wanted was to get to the fucking bag
All about it
Flip, flip, flip a brick and make it back

Flip, flip, flip a brick and make it back
Flip, flip, flip a brick and make it back
Flip, flip, watch me make it all back
Watch me, watch me, watch me get to the

All about the money, baby count it for me while I blow her back
All about the money, hunnids falling - mami hold a stack
All I ever wanted was to get to the fucking bag
All about it
Flip, flip, flip a brick and make it

Gucci my apparel, I'm so used to being surrounded by snakes
I'm just trynna make a hunnid thousand a day
Said I was a dub, come listen to the sound of my pain
Hit the club, same bitches make it bounce in my face
Told my baby not to wait up, but she's counting the days
Ever since I left her, there's a frown on her face
Cried so many tears, I almost drowned in the rain
Where I'm going? baby I'm on my way to the bag

Baby watch me get to the bag
Baby watch me get to the bag
Baby watch me get to the bag
Baby watch me get to the bag

All about the money, baby count it for me while I blow her back
All about the money, hunnids falling - mami hold a stack
All I ever wanted was to get to the fucking bag
All about it
Flip, flip, flip a brick and make it back