Ain't Have A Bag

Fuckin' on this bitch, I met in ATL

Fuckin' on this bitch, I met in ATL

But I get my weed from California though

But I'm in the raq just like the Taliban

Yeah

Shawty wanna fuck me, told her leave her man

I can't run for president, cause I ain't never ran

We got Glocks with sticks & drums, they think we in a band

We don't fuck with none of these niggas like we in the klan

I still knew I was that nigga when I ain't have a bag

I still knew I was that nigga when I ain't have a bag

Already know I'ma keep it real witchu you ain't gotta ask

I told my lil' nigga, go and get some money you ain't even gotta crash

I drove the car when the board was digital it ain't even got a dash

Fucked her and told her I gotta dash

Taking these drugs, and I got it bad

Came out the dirt and I got a bath

I won't expose it, I won't expose it, but

I might put it on blast

Seen so many niggas turn they back on me

I can't even much, keep track

And I pulled up inna cat

This a hellcat, If I go to hell, then I probably ain't comin back

Woulda rather see my nigga went to jail cause see now he ain't comin' back

I done fell in love with the percocets but I still roll on x

I ain't even off my square

I ain't Marrying no Mrs

I ain't never had no job

I ain't never worked no shift

My lil nigga, he gon' rob

He ain't scared to take no risk

I don't even drink no quag

I don't even drink no tris

I'm with gang members yeah squad

I ain't even in yo mix

And for milli we say fuck the 12

And you know a nigga still on go

Cause I'm from the raq just like the Taliban

Yeah

We a come thru shootin' like a cameraman

Yeah

Fuckin' on this bitch, I met in ATL

But I get my weed from California though

But I'm in the raq just like the Taliban

Yeah

Shawty wanna fuck me, told her leave her man