Bag Talk ft. Rony Lyrics

Yeah man it's yo boi Lyriclou

Nigga it's yo life nigga choose

Rich or broke? nigga you choose

Fuck all my haters I can not lose

I come from da mud I barley had food

Crunching them Cheeto's all in my Soup

Cold nights I came real far

Let a nigga try me yeah you get pop

(Yeah you get pop)

Yeah yeah

Let a nigga try me yeah you get Pop(Baow)

You can't talk to me unless fucking With a bag

You can't hang with me unless you Tryna get a bag

All about that bag talk bag talk

(Bag Talk)

All about that bag talk bag talk(Yeah)

You wanna talk gimme a check

(Run me up)

I took his bitch I used her for head

(I did)

She blowing me up I leave her on read

No one was there when I was low

Had no bed sleeping on the floor

Bout 14 when I first seen dope

Makin money moves I couldn't broke

Inhale the gas, exhale it slow

If you a opp come get da smoke

I got some hitters they'll hit you for da low

Come from da trap call it bando

Shawty says she love me, yeah she hoe

Count me up a rack thats not enough

Workin OT so I don't get stuck

I need a loaf fuck all them crumbs

Bag talk mentality

Filp me 100 I need me a mill

Made me a fortune I didn't need a Wheel

Ten toes down forvea I'm trill

Tryna be Ricch Ricch yeah I'm on

(I'm on nigga)

Yeah yeah

Tryna be Ricch Ricch yeah I'm on (4eva I'm on)

Yeah yeah

Drip drip with the Cuban on

Rich or broke? nigga you choose

Fuck all my haters I can not lose

I come from da mud I barley had food

Crunching them Cheeto's all in my Soup

Cold nights I came real far

Let a nigga try me yeah you get pop

(Yeah you get pop)

Yeah yeah

Let a nigga try me yeah you get Pop (Baow)

You can't talk to me unless fucking With a bag (With a bag yeah)

You can't hang with me unless you Tryna get a bag (Get a bag yeah)

All about that bag talk bag talk

(Bag Talk)

All about that bag talk bag talk (Yeah)

All about the bag talk bitch 

She fell in love with my wrist 

Me and Lou in the club eyeing your Girl ready to take yo bitch 

Fuck being happy and poor

Rather be sad and rich

I keep my circle small cause all these Boys be snitches 

Why you tryna be like me? 

You can't fuck with me 

When it come to rap I'm a G. O. D

I Might, make you OD 

Rony why you so OP?

Lmnop 

Always keep it P

Mo money more problems swear

I get no sleep 

I'm a demon, this I been dreaming 

All these boys swear they be fiening 

I got these racks, In my pocket 

About to lift off, like a rocket (Let's go)

Hustle like me you can hang with the Steppers 

I'm a businessman don't call me a Rapper 

All about my fucking bag 

You all about your prada bag 

I'm gone

Rich or broke? nigga you choose

Fuck all my haters I can not lose

I come from da mud I barley had food

Crunching them Cheeto's all in my Soup

Cold nights I came real far

Let a nigga try me yeah you get pop

(Yeah you get pop)

Yeah yeah

Let a nigga try me yeah you get Pop (Baow)

You can't talk to me unless fucking With a bag

You can't hang with me unless you Tryna get a bag

All about that bag talk bag talk

(Bag Talk)

All about that bag talk bag talk(Yeah)

Bag talk

Bag talk