Trippie Redd
Get 2 The Bag
[Intro]
(Loesoe goin' crazy)

[Verse 1]
We send him to hell, send him to his doom
We sendin' his family flowers, balloons, I'm in a spaceship, go the moon
Heaven or hell, you gotta choose, I'm off these percs, I'm on the juice
I had to pitty the muhfuckin' fool, I am a [?], I slide with no [?]
I ain't worried 'bout Frieza, I keep me a heater, lil' bitch, I feel like Goku
Tryna bite on my swag, then bite on my bag, lil' bitch, 'cause I'm a tycoon
Gotta get to that bag, mashin' the gas, I cannot dwell on the muhfuckin' past
These [?] in love [?], lil' bitch, we gon' blast, all these n***as my sons, lil' bitch, I'm a dad
Put mе in the jungle, lil' bitch, I'll adapt, if I put on Rick Owens, I mix it with D.A.P
You say you rollin', lil' bitch, catch a flat, you say you fly, you morе like a gnat
I'm from the trenches where n***as forbidden, if you think I'm kiddin', your family go missin'
Make a decision, my time is expensive, if you plan on livin', what's holdin' you up?
I pour a 4 in a muhfuckin' cup, keep a F&N in the muhfuckin' cut
I cannot beef with no muhfuckin' chump, I'm with some goons, turn you to dust
She wanna choose, I'm like, "Wassup," she a baboon, showin' her butt
She want cash, she want cash, yeah
I get to them racks, got that bag, got that bag, yeah
Moncler, Murakami, pop them tags, pop them tags
In a foreign whip, I'ma do the dash, do the gas, yeah

[Chorus]
Foreign, foreign (Loesoe goin' crazy), foreign, foreign (Damn)
Foreign (Damn), foreign (Damn), foreign (Damn), foreign (Phew)
Foreign (Phew), foreign (Damn), foreign (Damn), foreign (Phew)
Foreign (Phew), foreign (Damn), foreign
[Verse 2]
All my cars foreign, all my broads foreign
All my drip foreign, I'm the big [?]
Lamb' trucks and Porsches, pullin' up the horses
Really feel important, keep a green beam, gorgeous
Big crib, glorious, marble or porcelain
Big deals endorsements (Yeah), big bee, no hornet
Say you with that shit, man, boy, you full of horseshit
Get off the porch and hop a fence man, life's a game like Jumanji
Came a long way from Abercrombie, 'crombie
Choppa turn you to a fuckin' zombie, zombie
I might pull up in that Pagani, 'gani
Shawty said I got her out her body, body
Who gon' hold me down? Who gon' hold me down?
Hold me down, who gon' hold me down?
Keep a hundred rounds, keep a hundred rounds
If I gun 'em down, and we pullin' up and skrrt

[Chorus]
Foreign, foreign (Loesoe goin' crazy), foreign, foreign (Damn)
Foreign (Damn), foreign (Damn), foreign (Damn), foreign (Phew)
Foreign (Phew), foreign (Damn), foreign (Damn), foreign (Phew)
Foreign (Phew), foreign (Damn), foreign

[Outro]
(Loesoe goin' crazy)