Innanet James – Bag lyrics

[Verse 1]
The thicker the women the thicker the plot
Thicker the plot, thicker the bag
Meaning I'm buying, not leasing no beamer
I’m Brian O’Conner, I'm driving it fast
They was just hating 'cause they in the way
And I’m way up, I made it, them niggas is mad
Innanet Baggins, I'm all in my bag
I might fuck on your hoe, I ain't holding her hand

Just a little Maryland nigga smoking out a cutie
Boof was boofin, I don’t give a damn
I don't give a fuck, tell me why I would
On the rosebar couch in my bag
Bands and my denim, denim, denim
Damn, hands in my denim
She was tryna grab, reaching for it all
She don't give a damn, she was in her bag
Fendi and Celine
Asked for a Birkin while she slurping in the front seat
Of the four door jeep
We living so wild like Nigel, she was on white like Keisha
We was on road like tires
When we gone roll that weed up
I’m in my bag like reefer
In my bag might bag ya

[Chorus]
I’m really just running for money
I'm lil flojo chasing a check
I’m really gonna run up the money
I'm Carl Lewis really running the best
Calm moving through these hoovers
I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed
Calm moving through these hoovers
I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed
I’m really just running for money
I'm lil flojo chasing a check
I’m really gonna run up the money
I'm Carl Lewis really running the best
Calm moving through these hoovers
I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed
Calm moving through these hoovers
I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed

[Verse 2]
Bigger the bag, bigger the beef
Bigger the problem, bigger the blunt
Never be one of them niggas all on the scene
Broke at the end of the month
Flojo kill moe, run it up
Keep a clean hammer never let them touch
Fits like temper tantrums
Girl. come back that ass up
All in the club
And bring all of your girlfriends
Girl, hopping up out of a pearl six
Louis speed bag glued to her wrist
She was getting paid
She ain’t think a thing but she was thinking slay
Weave laid thicker than a snicker, babe
Talking about she don’t come with no baggage
All in her bag, I probably should bag her

[Chorus]
I’m really just running for money
I'm lil flojo chasing a check
I’m really gonna run up the money
I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best
Calm moving through these hoovers
I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed
Calm moving through these hoovers
I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed
I’m really just running for money
I'm lil flojo chasing a check
I’m really gonna run up the money
I'm Carl Lewis, really running the best
Calm moving through these hoovers
I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed
Calm moving through these hoovers
I manoeuvre with the bag, baby, never feeling stressed