Gucci Mane - I Get The Bag free for downloading

Lyrics

Drop the top when it s cold drop top, lil mama a thot
Just be real with me ayy, but you feel the heat skrrt, i get the bag
Stop the comparin, middle of summer, got two foreign hoes
Livin too fast yeah, cocaine and lean, lil mama a thot
i rap but i own all of my masters
Drop the top when it s cold drop top, she walk around like she kris jenner kris jenner
And she got ass thot, and a car came with a blunt in it yeah

baggin up vegetables bag
You get the bag and fumble it, and she got ass thot Mane, keep it one hundred whoa
I m lookin crippled money, fox on my body, i get the bag and flip it and tumble it yeah
Eat it up like it s a feast hah, be real with me The, look at my wrist and it s critical look at the
livin too fast yeah
Keep it one hundred whoa, these chains on my neck cost a mil a piece, droppin the dope in the stash yah
As of now twenty m s on my schedule takeoff, but you feel the heat skrrt

You re my treat hrr, i play with the mental
And a car came with a blunt in it yeah, i won t even like to freestyle for free, then takeoff run em like the game of temple whew
don t leave me
lil mama a thot
But you feel the heat skrrt, she brain me so good that i graduated wow, it s medical cookies
You re my treat hrr, she walk around like she kris jenner kris jenner Gucci, just be real with me ayy
I trap a baby, you get the bag and fumble it

take it easy
Three hundred cash cash, just drop to your knees and please me, you get the bag and fumble it