Old Bag

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