Текст песни Bag - Michele Wylen , Moia Bri

Gimme that, gimme that

Get the bag I'm gon'
Run, run, run, run it up
(Run it up)
Make 'em mad
I'm just out here living it up
(Out here living it up)
Get the bag I'm gon'
Run, run, run, run it up
(Run it up)
Make 'em mad
I'm just out here living it up
(Out here living it up)

I got the bread and butter
Keep the dough stacking up
You're goin' down the gutter
Another one bites the dust
Made it as a single mother
Mother you'd like to fuck
You better not fuck up my numbers
Don't play when it come to my funds, yeah

Hit and run at the bank
I got so much that I can't contain
You know I'm all about my gains
Print it fresh and I make it rain, ah
I got that spice, I got that ice
You get no slices
Rollin' the dice, pay me the price
It's all mine, yeah

So say goodbye to my love and my feelings
I'll keep my eyes on what I'm eating
You count sheep, I count hundred thou's
Sing "rock-a-bye", I sing "bella ciao"
It's my money and I need it right now, woo

Get the bag I'm gon'
Run, run, run, run it up
(Run it up)
Make 'em mad
I'm just out here living it up
(Out here living it up)
Get the bag I'm gon'
Run, run, run, run it up
(Run it up)
Make em mad
I'm just out here living it up
(Out here living it up)

Gimme that (bag)
Gimme that (bag)
Gimme that (bag)
Gimme that (bag)
(We run it up)
Gimme that (bag)
Gimme that (bag)
(Get that bag)
(Out here living it up)

Straight to my cash app
Wire me a check on the fast track
I need that dough like it's green crack
Fiending for more, I'm a madman
He watchin' me move when I slow dance
He wanna have me but there's no chance
If it's not stacks I don't need that
Only thing I chase is more bands

Only thing I chase is more bands
Baby you can look but no hands
I used to hit the D when I relapse
Now I hit the green and I relax
Used to think I needed a good man
Now I get the bag and I'm never going back
Nothing ever turned me on more than a stack
Brick by brick till my pockets fat
Yeah

M.O.N. said it loud like Liana
I wanna be a billionaire like Rihanna
Single bad bitch with the commas
Yeah
Come with me if you wanna
It's not about love it's about these dollaz
If you wanna work, let's grind till the sun up
Yeah

Get the bag I'm gon'
Run, run, run, run it up
(We run it up)
Make 'em mad
I'm just out here living it up
(Out here living it up)
Get the bag I'm gon'
Run, run, run, run it up
(Run it up)
Make em mad
I'm just out here living it up
(Out here living it up)

We run it up, yeah
(Straight up living it up)
(Bump this heat in the club)
Just run it, run it, run it up
(Fresh diamonds in the rough)
(Get bags we runnin it up)
Gimme that bag, yeah
(Better get that bag)
Bag