Big Bags

Yung Pinch

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    Ricky Racks, I see you
    Ooh yeah, yeah, I need big bags
    Audio Cartel shit, baby
    Yeah

    I need big bags, yeah
    I need big bags, yeah
    I need big bags, yeah
    I need big bags
    Woah, look
    I need big bags

    Tell me where you get that
    Walked out of the store, I popped at least six tags
    That's a big bag, money well spent though
    Mixin' up the Louis with some Chrome Heart kicks, woah
    Where they do that? Somebody come and tell me
    Blew it on my own but I like it when you help me
    Woah, I think they jealous
    Gucci on my pelvis
    Smoking like a Marley, but living like I'm Elvis (woah, woah, wait)

    Everyone worried 'bout me
    But I hope that they're okay (I hope that they're okay)
    Droppin' the top for the breeze
    Just grabbed the Porsche today (I grabbed the Porsche today)
    Everyone thought I would leave
    Nobody thought I would stay (yeah, nobody thought I would stay)
    Came from the beach, I'm the wave

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    There ain't really much else I can say, ooh
    They thought I had it made 'cause I never worked minimum wage
    Made the call on my own, followed my dreams
    Suddenly everything changed
    Suddenly everyone needs me
    Suddenly all these girls want me
    Since I gave 'em nightmares, I just got all these girls on me

    Yeah
    Told her, don't forget the rest of me
    She always takes the best of me
    And says she wants the best for me
    I don't care anymore, I swear
    Don't forget the rest of me (I don't care anymore)
    She always takes the best of me (I swear)

    And says she wants the best for me
    It's just another tragedy of love
    It's just another tragedy, it had to be like this
    It's just another tragedy of love
    It's just another tragedy, it had to be like this (woah)

    I need big bags, yeah
    I need big bags, yeah
    I need big bags, yeah
    I need big bags
    Woah, look
    I need big bags
    Tell me where you get that

    Walked out of the store, I have popped at least six tags
    That's a big bag, money well spent though
    Mixin' up the Louis with some Chrome Heart kicks, woah
    Where they do that? Somebody come and tell me
    Blew it on my own but I like it when you help me
    Woah, I think they jealous
    Gucci on my pelvis
    Smoking like a Marley, but living like I'm Elvis (woah, woah, wait)

    Yeah
    Told her, don't forget the rest of me
    She always takes the best of me
    And says she wants the best for me
    I don't care anymore, I swear
    Don't forget the rest of me (I don't care anymore)
    She always takes the best of me (I swear)
    And says she wants the best for me

    Took a flight to the West Coast
    Now she thinks it's the best coast
    See me up in my dress code
    Chuck T's, got a white tee
    It's that nice steez
    I think she like me

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