Yaka Mal - The Bag Lyrics

UHa! I can feel it already... Bitch!
It's Yaka Mal Yaka, Yaka Mal Yak-uh, Yaka Mal Ya-uh
Yak. Yak! YAK!

I want the bag, I want the bag, I want the bag
Chasing after that, uh
I want the bag got a tapeworm in my tummy
All these chocolate bunnies on me like it's Easter Sunday

Said, i been off the head n I'm feeling really hungry
Like A Muslim during Ramadan before the f*cking sun go down
I ain't never stopping now or motherf*cking slowing down (Uhh Never slowin down, no)

Uh, Yaka Mal got the Beans on em
Just like Shia LaBeouf
N [ya] know I been on the grinnnd
I just want the Buffs
Said, i've been on the griiiinnNNd
On the interstate
I just want the money for my brada commissary
My momma worried bout me
Said that I'll be straight
(I'll be fine mom)
I'm up in my live
Talking all up in your face!
(All in yo shit! Aghh!)
Ahh! Ahh! N I'ma keep doing it
Ahh! Ahh! N I'ma keep doing it
UhhhAyye, tried to ice me at the free throws.
Finna make both of emm, aye
I be getting so throwed rollin up all these Blunts, man
I be hittin em wit BassMan
Recording in the basement
Yeah yeah yeah!
It's going down just like a face-plant!

I want the bag, I want the bag, I want the bag, chasing after that, uh
I want the bag. Got a tapeworm in my tummy
All these chocolate bunnies on me like it's Easter Sunday

Said, I want the bag, I want the bag, I want the bag, chasing after that, uh
I want the bag, I want the bag, I want the bag, chasing after that

Got more spinach, bitch, than Popi n these bitches call me Papi
Almost thought I was a Papa. Looked up to the sky like God, please!
This shit lighter than peroxide
My eyes heavy
Minding all my Ps n Qs
Then threw my QP in a Chevy
Yaka Mal. Do not get it confused at all it's Yakavelli!
(Don't forget my name bitch, don't forget it uhh)
Yaka Mal do not get it confused at all it's Yakavelli!

Aye!
Oooo bitch aye
N we did it
It's like that
My boy Troy over here recording me