Bag

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert] Funny, you can't turn me down I already know nobody don't got my back Yeah, yeah [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert] Bag, bag, bag, bag Stack, racks, racks, racks Black Mac, stay strapped Ooh, big racks Ooh, large stacks Bag, bag, bag, bag Stack, racks, racks, racks Black Mac, stay strapped Ooh, big racks Ooh, large stacks [Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert] Ooh Boy, you cappin' Boy, you cappin' Ooh, you ain't put nothing on the map Choppa on my lap Ooh, she like when I pop them tags Yeah, don't trip 'bout my tag, yeah Get my swag from my dad, yeah Hunnid bands in my bag 30 rounds in my mag Fuck niggas bit my swag, ayy I was just tryna walk past, yeah Put your lil bitch on a jet Then sucked my dick in your lap, yeah Smile in the whip, drive fast Goin' way faster than the Dash Wanna race, boy, get dragged Talking too slick, get clapped Fucking your bitch, no fag So fuck nigga better relax 'cause everything I say facts Had to skate on a bitch like Vans Been wearing these shits since The Pack Ridin' 'round all black Mac Know I gotta watch my back [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert] Bag, bag, bag, bag Stack, racks, racks, racks Black Mac, stay strapped Ooh, big racks Ooh, large stacks Bag, bag, bag, bag Stack, racks, racks, racks Black Mac, stay strapped Ooh, big racks Ooh, large stacks [Verse 2: Young Thug] Kick my one-two, yeah, ooh Fuck around, hunt you Kick shit, Kung Fu All my foreigns new Pour my Mountain Dew Diamonds from Cancun Twenty bitches at the Fontainebleau (dramatic) Psychic clowns, too Your diamonds got clouds, too Money tall need a ladder, too Can't wait to embarrass you I was thuggin' like a bastard too I fuck like midnight blues Three-hunnid for the big Bentley Coupe (Uh, yeah) Wrist on froze like "Ouch" Got a car in the house like a couch Been rich, your bitch can vouch, yeah Now bring your scout, yeah I put my dick in her mouth, yeah We was on your couch, yeah I put my nut on her comb, now you got a nut in your hair Chanel on her manicure My flow means eleven I got me a wife but, I still live like a bachelor I told her we married But I'm never 'gone marry her I married the money and karats I'm not tryna embarrass ya [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert] Bag, bag, bag, bag Stack racks, racks, racks Black Mac, stay strapped Ooh, big racks Ooh, large stacks Bag, bag, bag, bag Stack racks, racks, racks Black Mac, stay strapped Ooh, big racks Ooh, large stacks