Secure the Bag

[Verse 1: M Huncho] Fix me a drink, smoke me a spliff, I'm clarting this bitch, she right on the sink She can't even blink, I can't even think, the pussy turn red, straight from the pain She's all up in Mink, I can channel her, she's know that I came with the binge Free up the wing, I'm kicking these doors, straight off the hinge I'm clearing this line, I'm weighing this line, these nittys and Headie we're doing up binge Country time, money time, I told her to stuff it all into her minge False charge of rape, jump in the ding, get caught by the jakes I ain't tryna sing Feds in the rear view, you know that I'm just tryna zig [Chorus] Secure the bag now, secure the bag Get you some cash now, get you some cash And you know that I'm match fit, you tryna match And that chain's looking bright ish, my darg's here to snatch Secure the bag now, secure the bag Get you some cash now, get you some cash And you know that I'm match fit, you tryna match And that chain's looking bright ish, my darg's here to snatch [Verse 2: Headie One] I'm tryna make sure this bag secure 1 lev on a trackie, still make dem man insecure All these run ins with the law, still I take risks with a 4s Rise that one with my right, I keep my left hand there for support All of this corn, still I want more Now the whole gang, ready for war Fuck just a slice, I want it all Can't get left back, I ain't Luke Shaw Nigga just defend what's yours You ain't ever had to bag that work no gloves, now you got joints in your paws [Chorus] Secure the bag now, secure the bag Get you some cash now, get you some cash And you know that I'm match fit, you tryna match And that chain's looking bright ish, my darg's here to snatch Secure the bag now, secure the bag Get you some cash now, get you some cash And you know that I'm match fit, you tryna match And that chain's looking bright ish, my darg's here to snatch [Verse 3: M Huncho] I come from them old days, bought tapes to the VCR Now I get packs, same size as the VCR Used to rob watches from rich jiggas in GTRs I don't care if you don't know who the fuck we are Cos that's the whole point man I stay low and I score goals Get pack, discharge, packaging that I discard Straight Liz, cos I'm street smart There's no competition, bruddas need some cooperation I don't need your permission, bagging some amm in the kitchen Thinking of God when I'm sinning Young boy with 2 rambos, yeah and they are just twinning Angry at all of these losses, while I be counting my winnings See all the snakes in the grass, you know from young I be trimming [Chorus] Secure the bag now, secure the bag Get you some cash now, get you some cash And you know that I'm match fit, you tryna match And that chain's looking bright ish, my darg's here to snatch [Verse 4: Headie One] Rose behind the blue door You didn't the secure the pack, crazy shit to secure a rack Now it's that, that I'm used to I'm tryna make sorry [?] Top floor settings, we pour a glass We pour a glass now, we pour a glass We pour a glass now, we pour a glass We pour a glass now, we pour a glass We pour a glass