I Get the Bag Lyrics - Gucci Mane

1 Southside

2 Hah, it's Gucci

3 It's Drop Top (skrrt)

4 Wizop, hoo (skrrt)

5 If Young Metro don't trust you (skrrt, yuh)

6 I'm gon' shoot you (go, ay)

7 You get the bag and fumble it

8 I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah)

9 Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash)

10 And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah)

11 Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot)

12 And she gon' fuck up a bag (yeah)

13 Pull up to the spot, livin' too fast (yeah)

14 Droppin' the dope in the stash (yah)

15 In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ay)

16 Drop the top when it's cold (drop top)

17 But you feel the heat (skrrt, yah, ay)

18 Be real with me (keep it 100, whoa)

19 Just be real with me (ay)

20 Eat it up like it's a feast (whoa, eat it up)

21 They say the dope on fleek (yep)

22 Percocet pill on me (Percocet)

23 Ice on my neck, baby, chill with me (ice)

24 Them niggas that flex in the back don't say nothin'

25 Them niggas will kill for me

26 Back ends I count in my sleep, on fleek

27 100k spent on a Patek Phillippe (Phillippe)

28 Bitch, I'm a dog, eat my treat (hrr)

29 Hop out the frog and leap (leap)

30 I put them bricks in the fender

31 My bitch, she walk around like she Kris Jenner (Kris Jenner)

32 I used to break and then enter

33 Then Takeoff running like the game of temple (whew)

34 It's simple, I play with the mental

35 Momma said she saw me on Jimmy Kimmel (mama)

36 Canada, 'cause I'm a money symbol

37 Walkin' with the racks, I'm lookin' crippled (money)

38 Fuck on that bitch then I tip her (tip her)

39 A nickel for me to take pictures (nickel)

40 Not from L.A. but I clip her (brr)

41 Double my cup, pour a triple (Actavis)

42 Fox on my body, no Vivica (fox on my...)

43 I'm not your average or typical (I'm not your...)

44 Look at my wrist, and it's critical (look at the...)

45 Hold it up, droppin' the temperature (droppin' the...)

46 I get that bag on the regular (bag)

47 I got a bag on my cellular (brr)

48 Backin' up, baggin' up vegetables (bag)

49 Baggin' up cookies, it's medical (cookies)

50 Cocaine, codeine, etcetera (white)

51 Cocaine and lean, it's federal (white)

52 I take off, landin' on Nebula

53 As of now 20 M's on my schedule (Takeoff)

54 You get the bag and fumble it

55 I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah)

56 Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash)

57 And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah)

58 Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot)

59 And she gon' fuck up a bag (yeah)

60 Pull up to the spot, livin' too fast (yeah)

61 Droppin' the dope in the stash (yah)

62 In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ay)

63 Drop the top when it's cold (drop top)

64 But you feel the heat (skrrt, yah, ay)

65 Be real with me (keep it 100, whoa)

66 Just be real with me (it's Gucci, ay)

67 Eat it up like it's a feast (hah, whoa, eat it up)

68 They say the dope on fleek (yep)

69 I know that you niggas gettin' sick of me (eww-ah)

70 These chains on my neck cost a mil' a piece (umm)

71 I don't even like to freestyle for free

72 I put in the key and I ride the beat (*whirr*)

73 I won't even come out the house for free

74 I pay a nigga to drive for me (huh?)

75 JAY-Z couldn't even co-sign for me

76 I do what I want, 'cause I'm signed to me (damn)

77 I get the, I get the, I get the bag

78 They get the bag, had to cut it in half (Wop)

79 Stop the comparin', y'all makin' me laugh

80 Need the rehab, I'm addicted to cash (Gucci)

81 Convertible Wop, convertible top

82 My dope got a vertical, look at it hop

83 Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, and it jump out the pot (pot)

84 Came out of jail and went straight to the top

85 Take it easy, baby, middle of summer, I'm freezin', baby (burr)

86 Don't leave me, baby

87 Just drop to your knees and please me, baby (don't...)

88 I'm fascinated, two bitches so fine that I masturbated (hah)

89 Congratulations, she brain me so good that I graduated (wow)

90 They had to hate it

91 I don't fuck with them niggas, they plastic, baby (heh)

92 I trap a baby, I rap but own all my masters, baby

93 It's tragic, baby, I pull up and fuck up the traffic, baby (hah)

94 I'm savage, baby

95 I'm killin' these niggas, closed casket, baby (ay, Wop)

96 You get the bag and fumble it

97 I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah)

98 Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash)

99 And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah)

100 Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot)

101 And she gon' fuck up a bag (yeah)

102 Pull up to the spot, livin' too fast (yeah)

103 Droppin' the dope in the stash (yah)

104 In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ay)

105 Drop the top when it's cold (drop top)

106 But you feel the heat (skrrt, yah, ay)

107 Be real with me (keep it 100, whoa)

108 Just be real with me (ay)

109 Eat it up like it's a feast (whoa, eat it up)

110 They say the dope on fleek (yep)