In My Bag Fat Trel (Ft. Wale)

[Intro: Wale]
Ooh ooh kill 'em
Hahaha
Ooh ooh kill 'em
Ooh kill 'em
Ooh kill 'em
Tell these lil' niggas that the 22 fill 'em

[Chorus: Wale]
Bitch, I'm in my bag
Bitch, I'm in my bag, you nah
Sometimes I'm in my bag
Bitch, I'm in my bag, you nah
Bitch, I'm in my bag
Bitch, I'm in my bag, you nah
Sometimes I'm in my bag I ain't even brag, nah

[Bridge: Wale]
Ooh, killin' em, ooh, ooh, killin' em
Fool think he smooth till that 32 hit 'em
Ooh, killin' em, ooh, ooh, killin' em
Fool think he smooth till that 32 hit 'em

[Verse 1: Fat Trel & Wale]
Okay sometimes I like to wake up that Rolex on my right
Sometimes I cop that act, I mix that shit with the sprite
I do a liquor to my left with your stripper on my right
And if gleetchi feelin' geetchi kiss that pussy goodnight
Alright, sometimes I'm goin' ape shit, cop that bape shit to death
Sometimes, I hit up soho cop it till it's none left, uh
Sometimes you got them broads, but can't keep your broads in check
Sometimes, you cop them airs, but I ain't wasting no breath
Sometimes I take a flight, trips of trafficking white
Sometimes I leave my wife and spend a night with my dyke
Sometimes I sip Ciroc, Belair Rose with the ice
Treat that pussy polite, sometimes I'm precise
Sometimes I sip Ciroc that Belaire Rose with ice
Treat that pussy like fuck it, I know just what you like
I know several bitches that do whatever for flight
I just slide em to gleesh, don't tell 'em the price