"In My Bag" lyrics

(Ay dios mios!)
Body Bag (Bag)
(Oh yeah, nigga) Uh
(I wanna take off!)
Uh

Raise up my levels, I'm doing it
I bought some Balencis and ruined them
That shit on the dash, I'm doing it
The vision aligned, I'm doing it
My Queen on her shit and she doing it
Want it, she on it, pursuing it
I'm with the kids then I'm in the gym, then I'm in the studio doing it
Miss me with all the confusion, I leave it all in the music
You niggas square as a Rubik's
I'm in a pair of the newest
I'm out in Paris, I'm doing it
Under influence, I'm wooing it
I hear your music, I'm booing it
You lay a finger, I'm queuing it
I let her pull on the roots, I wanna feel on her fruits
So much shit I'd do, let that freon loose
You got that peon juice
Neon whip, on coupe
Talk my shit, I bought a new stick
I ain't even planning on shooting up shit
No way could change, memory lane
I'm in the parks where my enemies hang
Fuck it I'm loose, don't be a goof
This nigga going too dumb in the booth
I got that pressure, applying it too
I been that nigga since Daisy Duke's
I hit that button, now where's the roof?
Speaking of GOAT, nigga here's the proof
Heard they was talking, he signed to who?
I'm in the suit for the rendezvous
Caught in the moment, I'm trying to groove
Militant minded, you know how I move
I'm in the space of the manifest, ain't got no time for the Internet
I got the slightest of one regret
I should have worked with that nigga X (XX Live Long)
Bless souls, live long
Still here writing my wrongs
Plenty hits in my phone
Push to start and I'm gone
Revving the engine, it's heavy
Rollie and ring, I'm petty
Caking this shit like a Deli
Whipping this bitch like a Deli

(Body!...)
(Bag...)