"Bag Talk" lyrics

Ayy, Heavy, turn the beat up, though

Yuh
Catch a broke bitch throwin' that shade, put the fire in her face
Now I caught a bitch sunny
Nah, these hoes ain't get no money
My bitches come through, we'll leave a bitch runnin'
Bitch, I'm gunnin', hoe show me my opponent
I count that bag with my feet up
I'm beating the beat up
Make yo' nigga eat up
Me havin' money, we havin' a threesome
His bitch out of line, call me the wife-beater
I'm in the trap with the pack and the heater
These bitches, they followin' me like the leader
He love on me 'cause he know I don't need him

This that bag talkin', put your lil' money up
Bitches ain't talkin' 'bout shit
I got a brick sittin' on my wrist
'Cause your lil' money just drip like this
This that bag talkin', put your lil' money up
Bitches ain't talkin' 'bout shit
I got a brick sittin' on my wrist
'Cause your lil' money just drip like this
(This that...)

I rock Dior with a Dickie
Bitch, I'm a slut, I get filthy
Hide this bitch out in my city
These bitches, they ain't fucking with' me
I need them racks like I'm 50
I got that power, I bring out the stars
I make bitches rap, gotta bring out the bars
Exposin' these bitches, they cappin' in they rap
If I catch every nigga, I'm pullin' they cars
He take you on a date and he took me to the bank
I could do everything a broke hoe can't
Yeah, they see me everywhere a broke hoe ain't
Put that red on your hair, you gon' watch a bitch paint
Kyrie with the switch-up
These niggas can't keep up, I'm breakin' them down to the socks
Everything litty, he likes when it's hot
He need a milli' to get in this box
My dealer's big business, I ain't got no feelings
You shoot off, you get off the pot
Them hunnids, he feelin' em, bag for a villain
I'm taking him for what he got
I'ma re-up, and flip it, and stack it, and stack it
You 'bout it, I make that shit happen
Showed him the real, now he hate a bitch cappin'
And I walk in the room and the bitches start clappin'

This that bag talkin', put your lil' money up
Bitches ain't talkin' 'bout shit
I got a brick sittin' on my wrist
'Cause your lil' money just drip like this
This that bag talkin', put your lil' money up
Bitches ain't talkin' 'bout shit
I got a brick sittin' on my wrist
'Cause your lil' money just drip like this
(It's that...)