[Chorus]
I've been all in my bag
You've been all in my business, uh
You'd be all in your feelings
I've been all in them trenches, uh
I've been all in my bag
You'd be all in my business, uh
Know they notice me flexin', uh
Fit in all of my fitness, uh
I've been all in my bag
You've been all in my business, uh
You'd be all in your feelings, uh
I've been all in them trenches, uh
I've been all in my bag
You'd be all in my business, uh
Know they notice me flexin', uh
Fit in all of my fitness, uh
[Verse 1]
My-my-my chain dense and my head big
My top heavy, I let it down
See me shinin', they hatin' on me
They mean muggin', I let 'em down
She call me Papi, I'm poppin' now
Hoes happy, I'm hoppin' out
Money talks, I'm the only thing that these broke boys should be talkin' 'bout
They talkin' greasy, we eatin' healthy
We gettin' wealthy, you'll see the difference
Blew her back then I blew her off
She salty now, she can't be the Mrs
My partner's country like cornbread
In the city plottin' on long bread
These niggas out here going broke tryna do the shit that they song said
I'm a once-in-a-lifetime flex
Never leave lifeline sex
Hit her with the nighttime text
Got no time to fight, why stress?
I'd be drippin' baby
Fucks that I used to give missin' lately
They actin' iffy, he different ain't he?
Hop in the coupe and we dippin' baby
Yeah the inside be lookin' like chicken gravy
And my vision hazy
Know they hungry and hideous ride for my brother like Phineas
Finna go fill up a stash
I'm on a mission my palms just be itchin'
Man I can't e'en hold you it feel like a rash
I came with the funk like a hamper, uh, pampers
And all of these rappers been stealin' the sauce
I've just been winning man, I'm tryna get it, man
It's to the point I ain't feelin' no loss
I've been all in my bag
You've been all in my business, uh
You'd be all in your feelings
I've been all in them trenches, uh
I've been all in my bag
You'd be all in my business, uh
Know they notice me flexin', uh
Fit in all of my fitness, uh
I've been all in my bag
You've been all in my business, uh
You'd be all in your feelings, uh
I've been all in them trenches, uh
I've been all in my bag
You'd be all in my business, uh
Know they notice me flexin', uh
Fit in all of my fitness, uh
[Verse 1]
My-my-my chain dense and my head big
My top heavy, I let it down
See me shinin', they hatin' on me
They mean muggin', I let 'em down
She call me Papi, I'm poppin' now
Hoes happy, I'm hoppin' out
Money talks, I'm the only thing that these broke boys should be talkin' 'bout
They talkin' greasy, we eatin' healthy
We gettin' wealthy, you'll see the difference
Blew her back then I blew her off
She salty now, she can't be the Mrs
My partner's country like cornbread
In the city plottin' on long bread
These niggas out here going broke tryna do the shit that they song said
I'm a once-in-a-lifetime flex
Never leave lifeline sex
Hit her with the nighttime text
Got no time to fight, why stress?
I'd be drippin' baby
Fucks that I used to give missin' lately
They actin' iffy, he different ain't he?
Hop in the coupe and we dippin' baby
Yeah the inside be lookin' like chicken gravy
And my vision hazy
Know they hungry and hideous ride for my brother like Phineas
Finna go fill up a stash
I'm on a mission my palms just be itchin'
Man I can't e'en hold you it feel like a rash
I came with the funk like a hamper, uh, pampers
And all of these rappers been stealin' the sauce
I've just been winning man, I'm tryna get it, man
It's to the point I ain't feelin' no loss
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