Lyrics
Got a little name
Can spend a lil' gang
Can spare a lil' change
Got it in the bag
Money in the bag
Money ain't a thang, uh huh
Throw a lil' shade
But it's okay
I know I got bank uh huh
Got it in the bag
Money in the bag, money in the bag uh huh
Eh, eh, Downtown cooling eh, hmmm, eh
Westside juggling
I just paid my jeweller, eh
I feel like fight Lucas
If this new little booty bitch wanna come to ya'
In the 2-seater tell her she can hop in
Say she love my dick and love my wallet
Said I love her 'cause she keep it honest
Got a little name
Can spend a lil' gang
Can spare a lil' change
Got it in the bag
Money in the bag
Money ain't a thang, uh huh
Throw a lil' shade
But it's okay
I know I got bank uh huh
Got it in the bag
Money in the bag, money in the bag uh huh
East side nigga, Westside jigging
Say she taken
I'm still looking
Cristal popping
Just doubled up my pockets
Don't do much talking unless it's for the profits
Used to fuck the same hoes and no hoe
Now I see the same hoes at my shows
Now I'm on the tour bus with three four
I just want them all back like I'm Bo
Then I hit the upgrade like I'm Ben Simmons
I got a new bitch and not a bag defender
I'm on tv and not a tag defender
When they see me they think I act different
Got a little name
Can spend a lil' gang
Can spare a lil' change
Got it in the bag
Money in the bag
Money ain't a thang, uh huh
Throw a lil' shade
But it's okay
I know I got bank uh huh
Got it in the bag
Money in the bag, money in the bag uh huh
Got a little name
Can spend a lil' gang
Can spare a lil' change
Got it in the bag
Money in the bag
Money ain't a thang, uh huh
Throw a lil' shade
But it's okay
I know I got bank uh huh
Got it in the bag
Money in the bag, money in the bag uh huh