Lil Skies
That Bag
[Intro]
Yuh, yuh, yuh (Ooh, ha)
Ooh, yuh
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Ayy, yeah
Yuh, yuh, yuh (Ooh, yuh)
Yuh, yuh, yuh (Ayy, woah)
Hey, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Count my cash then I dip off
I just set my own trends like I'm Kriss Kross
I just fucked a foreign bitch wearin' lipgloss
She just wanna be a boss like she Rick Ross
I'ma go and get that bag while they pissed off

[Verse 1]
Oh, yeah, shorty, you ain't gotta lie to me
Must be doin' somethin' right, see all my enemies
I be turnt up on these n***as like I'm Mr T
All my bitches stay on fleek, they don't need Maybelline
Backwoods look like fingers, that's that gasoline
You hit it once, boy, I promise, gon' be hard to breathe
Bad bitch, fuck me good, don't do wedding rings
And that's my baby, you fuck with her? Then you fuck with me
I hit a lick with my bitch, she with anything
Raf Simons, Rick Owens, she a fashion queen
I don't judge it 'cause I know some things just meant to be
And she drink Henny out the bottle, that's her remedy
Purple Sprite, baby, you know I'm in slow mo
Oh, she bounced up on my dick like a pogo
So you know I had to beat it like a bongo
Call me Sylvester, in that pussy, I go Rambo
[Refrain]
Outsiders, catch the wave, watch out for the tides
Catch the vibe, took some time, now we in the light
Me and my baby chasin' money, got no time to cry (Ayy, ayy)
(They be jealous we don't care, we just on the rise)

[Chorus]
Count my cash then I dip off
I just set my own trends like I'm Kriss Kross
I just fucked a foreign bitch wearin' lipgloss
She just wanna be a boss like she Rick Ross
I'ma go and get that bag while they pissed off

[Verse 2]
Ooh, diamonds shinin' like a chandelier
I ain't ever really worried, I'on show no fear
Bad bitch, takin' trips out to MIA
I think I like her, I don't trust her, I went M.I.A
All these plays, winnin' chips, that's that Frito-Lay
And I'ma ball, never fall, we gon' make a way
I pull up on a n***a like I got some shit to say
And we like bands, fuck a friend, they get in the way
True like religions, see no difference, where my competition?
I had to hustle off the muscle just to say I'm livin'
Mama said it's green light so it's time to get it
Bad decisions, fuck opinions, why your boy so vivid?
Not with the bullshit like a n***a name with Scottie Pippen
I cut you off, baby, I don't do no reminiscin'
Oh, you know she gonna have this shit on repeat
I feel like John Cena, you can't even see me
[Refrain]
Outsiders, catch the wave, watch out for the tides
Took some time, caught the vibe, now we in the light
Me and my baby chasin' money, got no time to cry
They be hatin' 'cause they see we out here on the rise

[Outro]
I just set my own trends like I'm Kriss Kross
I just fucked a foreign bitch wearin' lipgloss
She just wanna be a boss like she Rick Ross
I'ma go and get that bag while they pissed off