Get Money George - BAG Lyrics

Bitch I do this fa the circle
7 Days a a nigga be workin
I ain't had no sleep my body been hurtin
Plz lord Jesus have mercy on me
I can't just sit back and let these niggas think dat they really out here control the streets
Om bout to show em how to play the game exactly how it's pose to be

Boss shit boss shit boss shit these niggas ain't ready fa me
Bet money bet money I make yo baby momma buss it open fa me
Cock back grip tight long clip these niggas ain't sayin nothin
Run quick tell dat loose lips niggas get to talkin funnye
Get money guaranteed nigga
I put money on me nigga
Learned the game like a G nigga
Move real low key nigga
Om ray Charles don't see niggas
Om to cool ac nigga
Om to smooth don't reach nigga
Got fy keep heat nigga
I had to go out and get it
No body handed me nothin
I had to Handel the business
Direct when I come watch the pivit
Put a lil step in my pimpin
Don't hate just give me props
I got dis on lock nigga
I want mine of top
Give me mine of top
I got racks on me nigga
I got I got a saq on me nigga
Boi do try me boi don't a move
Cause I got the strap on nigga
Real nigga shit GMG shit Get Money shit still moving
These niggas still out here loosin
I tried to show em but can't fix stupid
Yeah yeah yeah

Bitch I do this fa the circle
7 Days a a nigga be workin
I ain't had no sleep my body been hurtin
Plz lord Jesus have mercy on me
I can't just sit back and let these niggas think dat they really out here control the streets
Om bout to show em how to play the game exactly how it's pose to be

I got to Go Get the bag I got to go get the bag
I got to Go get the bag I got to go get the bag
I got to go Go Get the bag I got to go get the bag
Go get the bag

To easy das a free throw
Got the game in a choke hold
Omma put em in position
You can't catch me slipping
F*ck nigga Om wit it
F*ck nigga Om winning
I got the money controlled
Stick to the mother f*cking code
Omma star baby
I can take ya ass straight to mars baby
Bend u over and beat down them walls baby
Done slipped u out them draws baby
Slob all on these balls baby
Then buss all on her hart baby
Om to real to stopped baby
All wins no loss baby
Omma run ya down bout dat check
Ain't nan nigga gone check me doe
These f*ck niggas like to flex
But when they gone respect me doe
Give me mine nothin less
I got long clips on deck
My shooter came wit a shooter
These diamonds came from the jeweler
Ain't no pressure cause we keep some extra
Put it together like we playin Tetris
If we was racing I sware u wouldn't catch us
If I was u I sware I wouldn't even test us
Pussy nigga try ya luck wit the next one
Got to stay ready got to keep one in the chamber
Can't give these Lil niggas out here no favors
You need to tighten up go get yo weight up
I got to go get the paper

Bitch I do this fa the circle
7 Days a a nigga be workin
I ain't had no sleep my body been hurtin
Plz lord Jesus have mercy on me
I can't just sit back and let these niggas think dat they really out here control the streets
Om bout to show em how to play the game exactly how it's pose to be

Go Get the bag go get the bag
Go get the bag go get the bag
Go Get the bag go get the bag
Go get the bag I got to go get the bag