"Bag Season" lyrics

You know what it is
I feel like the man when I walk through
When you hear that, "Han"
Tjay
I feel like the man when I walk through
Grrrtt, boom

I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want all the bags (I want)
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I needs all of that
I want, I want all the bags
I want, I needs all the bags
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I needs all the bags

Y'all niggas got shit
I be steppin' out the crib like I'm hot shit
Chain heavy, hella grams like I pop shit
I be feelin' like the man when I drop shit
I be feelin' like the man when I walk through
I get twenty-five bands just to walk through
Still ship it to the land when a fool through
Couple milli off a plan that I saw through

I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want all the bags
I done opened up them doors, they mad
I'm steady winnin', they forcin' bad
He say he winnin', it costs to brag
I'll earn the chip and then toss the bag
Ballin' on dividends, no I ain't givin' in
Straight to the top and I'm forcin' that
Hop in the foreign, I vroom
They don't dick when I walk in the room
I remembered they hated me, nothing to say to me
Keep it like that, let's resume
I'm a young nigga and I'm cocky
Used to eat cereal, no spoon
Any way I just do it, like we get into it
Like Hoover, he tryna get boomed (Gang)

I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want all the bags
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want all the bags
I want, we needs all the bags
I want, I needs all the bags
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want all the bags

Young nigga got shit
I just painted your head, red dot shit (Baow, baow)
Wreck top pop stars on the block shit
Yeah, pussy open up like a mosh pit (Woo)
Eight hunnid chains on for the blind date
Chandelier, Richard Mille five hunda (Aye)
Shootin' for the green like Rondo
Ski mask like Kanye in Donda

It's lonely at the top that's why my Bugatti got two seats (Skrrt)
Quarterback if I call the play
Your money thin like Coi Leray
"F" on my chest with the gold diamonds
French playin' chess with the old-timers
Stood on my own, no co-sign
And I was Viacom when it was Showtime
And young nigga way up
Windmills in the layup
25th hour, I stay up
Whole lotta money like BIA

And they closed the door
We came back and bought the building (Uh)
Break it down, movin' OT
My diamonds dancin' like OT

I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want all the bags (I want)
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I needs all of that
I want, I want all the bags
I want, I needs all the bags
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I needs all the bags

I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want all the bags
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want all the bags
I want, we needs all the bags
I want, I needs all the bags
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want all the bags