Bags To The Sky Lil Keed & jetsonmade

[Intro]
Yeah
(Oh, Lord, Jetson made another one)

[Verse 1]
Big rocks, big rocks, girl, these some big rocks
Big-face Rollie, Flavor Flav, but it don't tick-tock
Nah, it don't tick-tock, AP, we can flip-flop
Yeah, I got on skinny pants, no big clothes, no Kris Kross
Gucci flip-flops, yeah, my toes out, that pole out
Yeah, these niggas snitchin', yeah, they tellin' the pigs out
Yeah, we in now, they know who we is now
Yeah, they know who we was, but they know who we is now
Yeah, yeah, make a ho catch the feels off these riddles
And she got some pretty skin, so sweet as Skittlеs
Do my dance up on Triller, I make a million
Boy I'm waitin' for my dawg, hе wait for appeal
Listen, if you are my children, every day is Christmas
Better think about your children, they gon' need they daddy
'Cause if you play with me, we spazzin'
They ain't gon' have 'em leave your whole family cryin'

[Chorus]
Yeah, we send them bags to the sky
Yeah, we flyin' bags through the sky, bags through the sky
Used to lay in traffic, get head in the side
Used to rock Ralph Lauren, now it's Gucci the attire
My big dawg a menace, tell a nigga, "Hurry up and buy"
Yes, I passed her by, she didn't even have a ride
Yeah, got Chanel hat, a sun visor
Whole club recordin’ right now, it don't matter