Fat Trel

Fat Trel - In My Bag lyrics

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Feat. Wale

(Hook x2)

Bitch, I'm in my bag,

Bitch, I'm in my bag, nah

Sometimes I'm in my bag,

Bitch I'm in my bag nah,

I ain't even bag, nah

Oh, killin' em, oh, oh, killin' em

Fool think he smooth till that 32 hit 'em

(Verse)

Sometimes I like to wake up that Rolex on my right

Sometimes I cop that Act, I mix that shit with the sprite

I do a liquor to my left with a stripper to my right

And if Gleeshy feelin' geechy kiss that pussy goodnight

Alright, sometimes I'm goin' ape shift, cop that bape shit to death

Sometimes, I hit up soho cop shit till it's none left

Sometimes you got them broads, but can't keep your broads in check

Sometimes, you got them airs, but I ain't wasting no breath

(Verse)

Sometimes I take a flight, trips for trafficking light

Sometimes I leave my wife spend a night with my dike

Sometimes I sip some rock, Belle Rose with the ice

Chew that pussy polite, sometimes I'm precise

Sometimes I sip some Belle Rose with the ice

Chew that pussy then fuck her, know just what you like

I know several bitches that do whatever for flight

I just layed on the ghsh, and I'm tellin' the price

(Hook x2)

Bitch, I'm in my bag,

Bitch, I'm in my bag, nah

Sometimes I'm in my bag,

Bitch I'm in my bag nah,

I ain't even bag, nah

Oh, killin' em, oh, oh, killin' em

Fool think he smooth till that 32 hit 'em

(Verse)

Sometimes I smoke, sometimes I drink, sometimes I pop the brink

I might wake up and go no shirt, I might just rock a man

Sometimes I wear my thirty, I'm like bitch, what the fuck you think?

All we like is Franklin, Jacks, Lincoln

(Verse)

Sometimes I hit the seamen and my whole team is stanky

Sometimes I buy your bitches, sometimes's just a trinket

Sometimes I like 'em famous, er'thang stay in Vegas

Bet yo lady fend that V, when I give her meat she thank me

I like to take a bitch that like to wait a bit, fake

And take a bit, feed her pills, shut her up, make her lay and take a dick

Make her flick, sunset. Indiana placing bitch

Sometimes, I take this pussy up, she call it war time

I spend a long night, love it when she on top

I beat that pussy up and then go <<muua>> to that warm spot

Hit it, hit it, don't stop, quit it, hit it, don't stop

Hit it, hit it, don't stop, quit it, hit it, long time

(Hook x2)

Bitch, I'm in my bag,

Bitch, I'm in my bag, nah

Sometimes I'm in my bag,

Bitch I'm in my bag nah,

I ain't even bag, nah

Oh, killin' em, oh, oh, killin' em

Fool think he smooth till that 32 hit 'em

Thanks to Leef for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to A for correcting these lyrics

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