CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Bag It Up
Aye 13 I like disss
Yeah
Bag it up, put it on the scale (Beep)
Red by the case, got runts by the QP
N***as know Lux, you don?t gotta introduce me (Yeah)
Should I finesse 'em? I think absolutely (Absolutely)
Antidepressant got me feelin' moody (Let's get it)
Keep a XD on my d**k like a groupie (Fa)
My enemies hate me, they still gon' salute me (Yeah, Fa)
F**kin' his b*t*h, I'm exhausted (Ba, ba, ba, yeah)
I spin the block 'til I feel like I?m nauseous (Nauseous)
SMG clips lift 'em up like hydraulics (Hydraulics)
These n***as only beef on electronics (Yeah, electronic)
Military stick with a red light on it (Fa, fa, fa)
Got the opps praying all day, like Islamic (Islamic, uh)
This gun ain' on safety, I?m ready to pop it (POP it)
This Glocky my baby, it?s not up for adoption (Ba, ba)
Bag it up, put it on the scale (Beep)
Red by the case, got runts by the QP (Frrr, fa)
N***as know Lux, you don?t gotta introduce me (Yeah)
Should I finesse 'em? I think absolutely (Absolutely)
Antidepressant got me feelin' moody (Got me feeling moody, yeah)
Keep a XD on my d**k like a groupie (Groupie)
My enemies hate me, they still gon' salute me (Yeah, Yeah)
I'm takin' advantage of n***as, they goofy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
So many racks (Lets get it, yeah), bring out the spread sheet
Serve him a skimp, yeah, it?s all in the technique (Frrr, ba ba ba)
I used to hide all my sticks in the bed-sheet (Sticks, sticks)
Used to hit doors in and out like a deadbeat (Deadbeat)
Throwin' my flag in the air like a referee (Frrr, brra)
F**kin' that b*t*h off a Perc', now her legs weak (Uh, now her leg weak)
Sound like a drum when I pull out that XD (Ba, Ba)
You ain't finna shoot, 'kay bool, n***a let me (Frrr, ba)
Bag it up, put it on the scale (Beep)
Red by the case, got runts by the QP (Frrr, fa)
N***as know Lux, you don?t gotta introduce me (Yeah)
Should I finesse 'em? I think absolutely (Absolutely)
Antidepressant got me feelin' moody (Got me feeling moody, yeah)
Keep a XD on my d**k like a groupie (Groupie)
My enemies hate me, they still gon' salute me (Yeah, Yeah)
I'm takin' advantage of n***as, they goofy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's BK Santana, sip Faygo not Fanta
I juug his big homie, your chimney like Santa (Yeah)
I got yo' b*t*h in the back of my sprinter
I run off on 12 won't catch me with my hands up (Brra)
Home in Manhattan, but we trap in Atlanta
We f**k up the scene, I pull up in the Phantom (Grra)
I laugh to the bank, and yo' a** throw a tantrum (Huh)
Mac in the back, strapped, mandem
That hoe hear my voice, hit the b***on on repeat
Got the VVS on back, and I know you can see these (Brra)
Strapped on IG, but let's see it in 3D (Brra)
The tea on my stage, and I know you gon' see me (Brra)
These n***as ain't Crip, ain't no Blood, ain't on GD (Brra)
Put the motherf**kin' A in the back of the BD (On gang)
Finesse his a**, and I say it's a GG
That b*t*h sniffy, ay I ain't talking, no me-me (B*t*h)
Bag it up, put it on the scale (Beep)
Red by the case, got runts by the QP (Frrr, fa)
N***as know Lux, you don?t gotta introduce me (Yeah)
Should I finesse 'em? I think absolutely (Absolutely)
Antidepressant got me feelin' moody (Got me feeling moody, yeah)
Keep a XD on my d**k like a groupie (Groupie)
My enemies hate me, they still gon' salute me (Yeah, Yeah)
I'm takin' advantage of n***as, they goofy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah
Bag it up, put it on the scale (Beep)
Red by the case, got runts by the QP
N***as know Lux, you don?t gotta introduce me (Yeah)
Should I finesse 'em? I think absolutely (Absolutely)
Antidepressant got me feelin' moody (Let's get it)
Keep a XD on my d**k like a groupie (Fa)
My enemies hate me, they still gon' salute me (Yeah, Fa)
F**kin' his b*t*h, I'm exhausted (Ba, ba, ba, yeah)
I spin the block 'til I feel like I?m nauseous (Nauseous)
SMG clips lift 'em up like hydraulics (Hydraulics)
These n***as only beef on electronics (Yeah, electronic)
Military stick with a red light on it (Fa, fa, fa)
Got the opps praying all day, like Islamic (Islamic, uh)
This gun ain' on safety, I?m ready to pop it (POP it)
This Glocky my baby, it?s not up for adoption (Ba, ba)
Bag it up, put it on the scale (Beep)
Red by the case, got runts by the QP (Frrr, fa)
N***as know Lux, you don?t gotta introduce me (Yeah)
Should I finesse 'em? I think absolutely (Absolutely)
Antidepressant got me feelin' moody (Got me feeling moody, yeah)
Keep a XD on my d**k like a groupie (Groupie)
My enemies hate me, they still gon' salute me (Yeah, Yeah)
I'm takin' advantage of n***as, they goofy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
So many racks (Lets get it, yeah), bring out the spread sheet
Serve him a skimp, yeah, it?s all in the technique (Frrr, ba ba ba)
I used to hide all my sticks in the bed-sheet (Sticks, sticks)
Used to hit doors in and out like a deadbeat (Deadbeat)
Throwin' my flag in the air like a referee (Frrr, brra)
F**kin' that b*t*h off a Perc', now her legs weak (Uh, now her leg weak)
Sound like a drum when I pull out that XD (Ba, Ba)
You ain't finna shoot, 'kay bool, n***a let me (Frrr, ba)
Bag it up, put it on the scale (Beep)
Red by the case, got runts by the QP (Frrr, fa)
N***as know Lux, you don?t gotta introduce me (Yeah)
Should I finesse 'em? I think absolutely (Absolutely)
Antidepressant got me feelin' moody (Got me feeling moody, yeah)
Keep a XD on my d**k like a groupie (Groupie)
My enemies hate me, they still gon' salute me (Yeah, Yeah)
I'm takin' advantage of n***as, they goofy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's BK Santana, sip Faygo not Fanta
I juug his big homie, your chimney like Santa (Yeah)
I got yo' b*t*h in the back of my sprinter
I run off on 12 won't catch me with my hands up (Brra)
Home in Manhattan, but we trap in Atlanta
We f**k up the scene, I pull up in the Phantom (Grra)
I laugh to the bank, and yo' a** throw a tantrum (Huh)
Mac in the back, strapped, mandem
That hoe hear my voice, hit the b***on on repeat
Got the VVS on back, and I know you can see these (Brra)
Strapped on IG, but let's see it in 3D (Brra)
The tea on my stage, and I know you gon' see me (Brra)
These n***as ain't Crip, ain't no Blood, ain't on GD (Brra)
Put the motherf**kin' A in the back of the BD (On gang)
Finesse his a**, and I say it's a GG
That b*t*h sniffy, ay I ain't talking, no me-me (B*t*h)
Bag it up, put it on the scale (Beep)
Red by the case, got runts by the QP (Frrr, fa)
N***as know Lux, you don?t gotta introduce me (Yeah)
Should I finesse 'em? I think absolutely (Absolutely)
Antidepressant got me feelin' moody (Got me feeling moody, yeah)
Keep a XD on my d**k like a groupie (Groupie)
My enemies hate me, they still gon' salute me (Yeah, Yeah)
I'm takin' advantage of n***as, they goofy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
