Текст песни Getting a Bag (feat. BMMKobe) - Jayrad

When they ask me what im doing
I just say im getting a bag
Stupid smoke up in the air, exotic weed
Thats my gas
I aint cuffing on these hoes
I just smash then i pass
You be cuffing on these hoes
Simping out looking sad
Yeah i heard you went broke
Damn bro you down bad
Tables turned quick on you
Now bitch im the man
Gotta get you a plan and really stick wit the plan
If you gonna trap this shit out nigga run up them bands

I done took alot of losses tryna help many men
But i aint going out like 50, up this fully you get kilt
Play your cards right and never tell a man your next move
Never know who out to get you gotta always watch yo back
I be solo
I dont want no niggas with me no more
Its to many rats to many snakes inside the city
I got trust issues i cant bring nobody with me
I got trust issues ima always keep that semi

When they ask me what im doing
I just say im getting a bag
Stupid smoke up in the air, exotic weed
Thats my gas
I aint cuffing on these hoes
I just smash then i pass
You be cuffing on these hoes
Simping out looking sad
Yeah i heard you went broke
Damn bro you down bad
Tables turned quick on you
Now bitch im the man
Gotta get you a plan and really stick wit the plan
If you gonna trap this shit out nigga run up them bands

If you gon trap this shit out yeah you better be safe
The ops is always creeping on you tryna catch you a case
You play around with young Jayrad you gon catch 3 to the face
You already know that my lawyer paid ima beat me a case
If i catch that boy outside ill put my fist to his face
And ill never trust a bitch especially what she say
You say you love me you aint love me so you lied to my face
You prolly only stuck around because i had me some pape
Because i had me some cake
Imma do what it takes
All this money on the ground i told em go get the rakes
Yeah you really pissed me off i had to go get the drac
Go ahead and ask around who run the town by the lake
Mama always tripping out cause i was staying too late
But now i got my own crib and i dont care what they say
Its some pounds up on the counter imma sweep up the shake
I call my bro to bring the switches garuntee that we safe

When they ask me what im doing
I just say im getting a bag
Stupid smoke up in the air, exotic weed
Thats my gas
I aint cuffing on these hoes
I just smash then i pass
You be cuffing on these hoes
Simping out looking sad
Yeah i heard you went broke
Damn bro you down bad
Tables turned quick on you
Now bitch im the man
Gotta get you a plan and really stick wit the plan
If you gonna trap this shit out nigga run up them bands