Chuck Paradi$e - To A Bag (feat. Benihana Kitana) Lyrics

Paradi$e
Beni
Hana
Kitana

Bag to a bag to a bag

Where my weed at
Oh Aight
Oh Aight

Never give the addy, send them two doors down
I got some family try to dub me, wanna claim me now
I got some people say they love me, better show me how
That's what it is, won't apologize for what is now

I get to that bag, nigga really love that cash
Smooth different brag different but I'm humble out they ass
To a bag, to a bag, to a bag, to a bag
I really love that cash
To a bag, to a bag nigga

I work a nine to five, a dinner rush
To clock out straight to a Jersey drive
I run it up off the clock just like it's overtime
Include the taxes and the fees because I need what's mine
If you owe me ten, I'ma add the dime
Put that shit on every set of twos of Noahs Ark and him
I never put shit on my kids cause why yall put shit on them
I do my flowers in my spring because I'm high risk fallin
Hit you with that what you mean bitch like I'm speaking foreign
Like I'm speaking that foreign
Like Im speaking foreign

I don't sleep, I don't eat, all I really want is cash
I can't talk, I can't walk, less I'm getting to the bag
I wont chase, I won't wait, keep that money coming fast
Can't be late with the pay, I be getting to a bag

We ain't talking bout money, talking bout bets, or talking bout checks
Then we ain't talking bout nothing, talking bout stress, you calling bout less
If I ain't call you nor text, email or FaceTime you right back (I didnt)
I'm getting to it or I'm getting through it so I can't afford to sidetrack
I'ma put a pool in a Tahoe, lobster and shrimp in a taco
I show off lil bit since I got dough
You show off for a bitch like Bravo
How are you thinking we same,
Cause I'm bout a dollar you changed
You know my ama motto to get paid
You content being broke with the fame, nigga
I'ma take the wheel on a crash course
Just taught bae how to roll a backwood
Stepped out fresh prowl on a catwalk
R.I.P. Take, I'm about to blast off
No ho shit on my radar
Better play defense like Draymond
Come looking for war guarantee that you get it
I'm sick with this stick I'm James Bond

Never give the addy, send them two doors down
I got some family try to dub me, wanna claim me now
I got some people say they love me, better show me how
That's what it is, won't apologize for what is now
I get to that bag