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‘Cause we got the bag on tell ‘em we getting money Look, look We getting money, please do not act like you know me ‘cause we got the bag on, tell ‘em We getting money bitches gon act like they love us gon treesh for the bag on, tell ‘em We getting money, young niggas flexing we flipping a bag on, tell ‘em We getting money, you disrespecting we dropping the bag on ‘em, nigga We getting money, please do not act like you know me ‘cause we got the bag on, tell ‘em We getting money bitches gon act like they love us gon treesh for the bag on, tell ‘em We getting money, young niggas flexing we flipping a bag on, tell ‘em We getting money, you disrespecting we dropping the bag on ‘em, nigga Look at me now I was the kid on the block, I was lighting shit up like some watch, it get hot like a fever Dropped out of school, caught some charges, I never thought that I would beat ‘em Free Billy, Free Caesar, nigga I see you faking that smile underneath and you mad as fuck, huh It's funny they love when you down, when you up they mad as fuck, huh Man, I know some young niggas catching them bodies but them niggas virgins And I know some niggas who talk like they ‘bout it but drills be unheard of And I see ‘em niggas who following copying tryna be the gang But we could never be the same ‘cause my niggas putting in pain, you switching We getting money, please do not act like you know me ‘cause we got the bag on, tell ‘em We getting money bitches gon act like they love us gon treesh for the bag on, tell ‘em We getting money, young niggas flexing we flipping a bag on, tell ‘em We getting money, you disrespecting we dropping the bag on ‘em, nigga We getting money, please do not act like you know me ‘cause we got the bag on, tell ‘em SongtexteWe getting money bitches gon act like they love us gon treesh for the bag on, tell ‘em We getting money, young niggas flexing we flipping a bag on, tell ‘em We getting money, you disrespecting we dropping the bag on ‘em, nigga [Verse 2 - Sheff G] Gang with us, you do not bang, I can’t trust you we carry no lames with us, huh You switched on gang for a bitch ain't no sorry, she led you too stray from us, huh They talk about drilling, they talk about drilling, they talk about drilling They talk about drilling, they talk about drilling, talk about drilling, Talk about drilling and fuck it, you thinking I'm soft bitch you bugging, my anger be sudden Imma just brtt bratt, and then unload my guns, now you back with ‘em, they get the panicking Look at ‘em feeling that pain from the bullets and hallows aching ‘em look at you shaking your mans he can’t do shit for you He could hit with you, R. I .P. Status you know them niggas missing you Cuz def ain't missing you Told them opps switch up the music but these niggas chatting Look, last year was into the drilling but fuck it ‘cause these niggas rattin' Look, I told them opps switch up the music but these niggas really be chatting And last year was into the drilling but fuck it ‘cause these niggas ratting We getting money man, we getting money man, we getting money man, we getting money man, we getting money man, we getting money man, we getting money man, we getting money man, we getting money man, we getting money man, we getting money man, we getting money man Aus Songtexte Mania