Bag It 2 – Warhol.SS

This shit ain’t shit
I don’t give no fuck
C’mon
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
What, huh
Bag it up
Bag it up, bag it up
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Bag it up, bag it up
Yah, yah
Rack it up, rack it up
Uhh

Bags in bags out
He movin’ shit right outta’ state
And I got a bad bitch, she fuck me when I’m outta state
In the kitchen cookin’ chickens, whip me up another plate
Pull up tippin’ at the Churchs, order me another plate
Yah, eating lobster tail smokin’ big woods yeah
Beamer engine you can see it through the hood yeah
Newport’s got the hood in the trunk
[?] on a nigga if he pussy know what’s up

Pussy nigga know what’s up
Serve that nigga re rock and we serve that boy in [?]
Valentino photo shoot, my pocket full of bucks
He can’t fuck with me cause’ that boy can’t keep shit above
I be on some meechie, deuce up in my remix
I can’t do no free shit, all my niggas wheelin’
All my niggas poppin’ shit, pull up and we droppin’ shit
Pop up on his momma cause’ I heard he talk to cops and shit
Young Warhol yeah he be fadin’
And these niggas fakin’
Countin’ these blue faces
With canary braces
All it take is patience
Young boy gotta’ keep faith
Goyard round’ my waist
Louie just in case

Bags in bags out
He movin’ shit right outta’ state
And I got a bad bitch, she fuck me when I’m outta state
In the kitchen cookin’ chickens, whip me up another plate
Pull up tippin’ at the Churchs, order me another plate
Yah, eating lobster tail smokin’ big woods yeah
Beamer engine you can see it through the hood yeah
Newport’s got the hood in the trunk
[?] on a nigga if he pussy know what’s up

Fah, fah, fah