Old Bag Lyrics

I'ma make it out rich or I'm dying in a van You'd be in a better place if you lived by

what I said

This bitch get one chance after that, then she read I'm out of town again, she askin' when I'm comin' back

I ain't even come at home till I'm up like 20 racks Take the XD with me, cause this bitch compact

Once a 10, Millie tag him, he ain't never comin' back If she ever left, then I don't miss her

How the fuck you mad? Yo, bitch broke, bro, you picked her I'ma move us out the city, cause I'm gettin' bigger

My vision really clear, I wish you could see the picture If I don't pick the phone up, I'm probably doin' shit

You been broke for six months, and he still ain't doin' shit If I ain't with the money, then I'm out pursuin' it

That would never solve the case if you just don't move your lips Yeah, I stay away from these niggas cause they snitch a lot

When God gives them battles out, I get picked a lot He just made us off a target cause he bitch a lot

See, that's one thing about them targets, they get hit a lot When I pull that chop out, I bet they run and hide

I been in and out of cities that I don't reside I came from the muddy trenches to the riverside

This nigga's story kinda short, diss me, then you die

Take risks, stack chips, the only thing that's in my head I'ma make it out rich, or I'm dyin' in the feds

You'd be in a better place if you lived by what I said This bitch get one chance after that, then she read

I'm outta town again, she askin' when I'm comin' back I ain't even comin' home till I'm up like 20 racks

Take the XD with me cause this bitch compact Once a 10 milli, tag him, he ain't never comin' back