Big Bag Meekz

[Verse 1]
I-I gotta get mine a fast way
Quick money cash way, ski-mask way
I treat today like my last day
I fuck a bitch from the back, she scream my mans name
Gangway, gangway, gangway
I'm too good for my own good
We can all be bad tugs so it's harder to show love
I've realized now I've grown up
Big wap, big pack, big bag, big bag'll have your bitch mad
Big flicky or the big wap?
I going sick mad, all I know is sick trap
I'm hitting missions and we did graft
My life's been a bit mad
But I was wanted as a younger, living life out of bin bags
Twenty-one in jail, I'm on my 21 savage
No heart like the Tinman
Man clean up like the bin man
Clean up, Clean up, Clean up, I gotta clean up
I'm too young to sit down, I can't put my feet up
I just wanna smoke my weed, count racks and fuck a beat up
All the risk I had to take just to be up
Now I'm smiling at the re'up
Meekz Manny g, they know I fuck my T up
I take chances, make choices, Pull up in some Rolls Royces
Strait gold stay gold, you know we got some great voices
I've been in cemetery dizzy, can't remember these lyrics
Can't stop, won't stop and Imma never be finished