Текст песни In My Bag - Kid F. Mula

In my bag
You know i had to pop a couple tags
I cant fuck wit her if she on the rag
In my duffie cuz im all about the stacks
Im in my bag
You know i had to pop a couple tags
I cant fuck wit her if she on the rag
In my duffie cuz im all about the stacks
Im all about my breads and my racks

Now who want the smoke
The kid at ya door
I came to rip shit
Break backs
An bend hoes
All about the money
Swear i love a bankroll
An yo girl playin witcha
Last week bent over
Always been a soldier
Cold north dakota
Fourth in my soda
Got me
Oh yeah
Rarri
Fukk a rover
I be In the bag wit it
This a stikk up
Lil bitch throw the cash in it
Snatch then cut
Free a nigga bros
Fukk bein broke
She wanna throw the pussy
But i need the throat
Always on road always blowin dough
Everytime i hit
She say You da goat
Im compton california
When i pull up on ya
I dont play fair
Nigga
I dont know ya
Im pressin all lines
Ten toes down
Breakin through niggaz
Like my name lebron

In my bag
You know i had to pop a couple tags
I cant fuck wit her if she on the rag
In my duffie cuz im all about the stacks
Im in my bag
You know i had to pop a couple tags
I cant fuck wit her if she on the rag
In my duffie cuz im all about the stacks
Im all about my breads and my racks

I dont freestyles
But i make the pussy meow
Bitch niggaz duck for cover
When that choppa swing out
Heard the kid goin up
But u cant fuck wit me now
This a buss down bitch
My shit shine like bling blow
Im not yo man crush
Fuck u wit yo hands up
Break down a bitch
And the law cant stand us
Fuck u sayn bruh
Pop u
Jus for sayin sumn
Two glocc forties
Make a bitch nigga stand up
Fuck the disrespect
Try me then im at your neck
All i wanna do is throw bread
While im gettin neck
Baby roll me up
P pour me up
Im maney nigga what
Tell ya girl to suck me up
Mula bout but his money
Mula bout his cake
Dont hang wit suckaz
You niggaz cant relate
You know im gettin too it
Stay litty off the fluid
Go crazy had to do it
Thats mula bitch u knew it