Letra Get The Bag - A$AP Mob
Gucci, that Prada, that Fendi
Ice cube
All about the Benjis
Spend ten bands in Fendi
ASAP my niggas with me
Niggas be talking that bullshit
Your main bitch said I look gorgeous
What I spent on my chain that's your mortgage (cash out)
Brand new Porshe came with some horses
Sipping that purple like Prince
.40 my tool, that's my wrench
She get that three like a swish
Moving in silence
I need me some guidance
I'm wildin' this money and violence
Come out the projects
I want it I got it
Margiela just running through college
Fresh out the porshe
Check out my shorts
Best from the west to the north
Catching some rec with my thots, aye
Getting a check for my thoughts
Dripping in jelly, I trap off a celly
I look like I'm rich in the 80's
Droop with the grippy
I cruise through the bity
I'm ballin out crazy no brazy
Ski mask on me so them niggas can't trace me
Car is so fast when I skrt they can't chase me
Margiela Marino now she wanna date me?]
Can't see the money now she tryna play me
Hope out the rari, go vroom
I never lack, I stay with goons
I ain't no Gucci my shoes
Breaking the rules
Stay on the news
[?] boy I won't miss
Smooky just caught a new lick
Diamonds don't drip
Don't fuc*** get hit
Funny vibes
I can sense something different in the air
It's like a weight being lifted
Take some hatred, oh I get it
Really trippin' cause you broke
And you in your feelings
Let her go, she in her feelings
Niggas can't tell you shit
Man, don't know the difference
When you're in your twenties making parents' living
'Cause you making millions
Making [?] living than you making living
Over what you spent
And making poor decisions
Music for the children
Hope they make it
Major even independent
Free the
Keep him out the prison
Writing freedom with the pen and pencil
MTV
F*** with me because it's beneficial
Unsuspected like an incidental
Chasing that bag
2017, 2018
They breaking my hoes in half
Come on through stunting too
Looking like a ni*** dad
Farmer bitches, pull up
Type of bitches ni*** wish he had
Looking in the mirror
Vision getting clearer
I see why you mad
Chickens coming in, they gotta go
She fuc*** and she gotta go
Wanna see me drown, I gotta float
Best believe I get a [?]
Thirsty bitch, she wanna sit up in it
Had your bitch and she be lickin' in it
Car so big she wanna get up in it
Tell the bitch to chill but she still catching feelings
[?] chopper and ready to spit on you niggas
All of my bitches, they fuc***, they acting siddity
Stacking the guap feel like diddy
All of my bitches get millie
Popping that molly prescription
All of my niggas they dishing
I just go hard in the kitchen
[?]
Cartier, I'm getting that
?fore I die, Imma make a billy
Stack a couple millie
'rari in the billy
House upon the hilly
Diamonds getting chilly
'bout to end these niggas
Oh lord, it's the hood pope
Shouldn't walk, 'cause I could flow
Model bitch, get a good throat
Said she in love with the hood folks, god damn
Nasty baby, 2017
Big ol' diamonds in my pinky ring
Prada on me, bitch I do by thing
I ain't gotta talk to you niggas lame
Disappear on ?em like David Blaine
These niggas is funny like
Boy you so broke, man that shit a shame
Number times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag
Number times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag
Number times I was broke, man I'm getting that bag
See I remember times I was broke, now a ni*** chasin' that bag