I Get the Bag - Gucci Mane ft Migos (lyrics) Hah, it\u0027s Gucci It\u0027s Drop Top (skrrt) Wizop, ooh (skrrt) You get the bag and fumble it I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah) Straight out the lot, three hundred cash (cash) And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah) Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot) And she gon\u0027 fuck up a bag (yeah) Pull up to the spot, livin\u0027 too fast (yeah) Droppin\u0027 the dope in the stash (yah) In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (ooh, brrt, ayy) Drop the top when it\u0027s cold (drop top) But you feel the heat (skrrt, yah, ayy) Be real with me, keep it one hunnid (whoa) Just be real with me (ayy) Eat it up like it\u0027s a feast (whoa, eat it up) They say the dope on fleek (yep) Percocet pill on me (Percocet) Ice on my neck, baby, chill with me (ice) Them niggas that post in the back don\u0027t say nothin\u0027 Them niggas will kill for me Back ends I count in my sleep, on fleek 100K spent on a Patek Phillippe (Phillippe) Bitch, I\u0027m a dog, eat my treat (hrr) Hop out the frog and leap (leap) I put them bricks in the fender My bitch, she walk around like she Kris Jenner (Kris Jenner) I used to break and then enter Then Takeoff run \u0027em like the game of temple (whew) It\u0027s simple, I play with her mental Mama said she saw me on Jimmy Kimmel (mama) Count it up, \u0027cause I\u0027m a money symbol Walkin\u0027 with the racks, I\u0027m lookin\u0027 crippled (money) Fuck on that bitch then I tip her (tip her) A nickel for me to take pictures (nickel) Not from L.A. but I clip her (brr) Double my cup, pour a triple (Actavis) Fox on my body, no Vivica (fox on my) I\u0027m not your average or typical (I\u0027m not your) Look at my wrist, and it\u0027s critical (look at the) Hold it up, droppin\u0027 the temperature (droppin\u0027 the) I get that bag on the regular (bag) I got a bag on my cellular (brr) Backin\u0027 up, baggin\u0027 up vegetables (bag) Bag of them cookies, it\u0027s medical (cookies) Cocaine, codeine, etcetera (white) Cocaine and lean, it\u0027s federal (white) I take off, landin\u0027 on Nebula As of now 20 M\u0027s on my schedule (Takeoff) You get the bag and fumble it I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah) Straight out the lot, three hundred cash (cash) And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah) Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot) And she gon\u0027 fuck up a bag (yeah) Pull up to the spot, livin\u0027 too fast (yeah) Droppin\u0027 the dope in the stash (yah) In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ayy) Drop the top when it\u0027s cold (drop top) But you feel the heat (skrrt, yah, ayy) Be real with me, keep it one hunnid (whoa) Just be real with me (it\u0027s Gucci, ayy) Eat it up like it\u0027s a feast (hah, whoa, eat it up) They say the dope on fleek (yep) I know that these niggas gettin\u0027 sick of me (eww-ah) These chains on my neck cost a mil\u0027 a piece (umm) I don\u0027t even like to freestyle for free I put in the key and I ride the beat (whirr) I won\u0027t even come out the house for free I pay a nigga to drive for me (huh?) Jay-Z couldn\u0027t even co-sign for me I do what I want, \u0027cause I\u0027m signed to me (damn) I get the, I get the, I get the bag They get the bag, had to cut it in half (whoa) Stop the comparin\u0027, y\u0027all makin\u0027 me laugh Need the rehab, I\u0027m addicted to cash (Gucci) Convertible Wop, convertible top My dope got a vertical, look at it hop Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, and it jump out the pot (pot) Came out of jail and went straight to the top Take it easy, baby, middle of summer, I\u0027m freezin\u0027, baby (burr) Don\u0027t leave me, baby Just drop to your knees and please me, baby (don\u0027t) I\u0027m fascinated, two bitches so fine that I masturbated (hah) Congratulations, she brain me so good that I graduated (wow) They had to hate it I don\u0027t fuck with them niggas, they plastic, baby (heh) A trapper baby, I rap but own all my masters, baby It\u0027s tragic, baby, I pull up and fuck up the traffic, baby (hah) A savage, baby I\u0027m killin\u0027 these niggas, closed casket, baby (ayy, Wop) You get the bag and fumble it I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah) Straight out the lot, three hundred cash (cash) And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah) Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot) And she gon\u0027 fuck up a bag (yeah) Pull up to the spot, livin\u0027 too fast (yeah) Droppin\u0027 the dope in the stash (yah) In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (ooh, brr, ayy) Drop the top when it\u0027s cold (drop top) But you feel the heat (skrrt, yah, ayy) Be real with me, keep it one hunnid (whoa) Just be real with me (ayy) Eat it up like it\u0027s a feast (whoa, eat it up) They say the dope on fleek (yep)