Lyrics Soulja Boy – Bag To Blow

I came out the trenches
My nigga we whip cream
You know that I hop out the Bentley, on gang
My niggas dressed in that Dolce & Gabbana

Came out the trenches
My nigga we whipping
I really be gettin’
I hop in the Bentley, I skrrrt
Young nigga know that I put in that work
Mess with Drako and you get put in the dirt
I came up from selling and trappin’ the Xans
Young nigga just did a show in France
That nigga pull up, I’m gettin’ to the money
Hop out a rari, know how we stunt
Roll in a coupe and it cost me a hundred
Young Drako nigga, I been gettin’ money
Pussy ass nigga you look so funny
Hop out the rari, I head to the money
Everybody know that I get to the cash
Poppin’ another one of them Xans
Young nigga got a new bag

I came out the trenches
My nigga we whip cream
You know that I hop out the Bentley, on gang
My niggas dressed in that Dolce & Gabbana
I got some bricks, went and got me some money
On O block you know we’ll run it
Go get the contra and I go get that money
Young nigga pull up, you know that I’m stuntin’
I got a bag to blow, I got a bag to blow
I got a bag to blow, I got a bag to blow
I got a bag of blow, fuckin’ your bitch, fuckin’ your hoe
I got a bag of blow, ya your bitch she walkin’ ’round marble floor
A bad blow

Young Drako nigga I pop out with sticks
Pussy ass nigga you know you a bitch
I’m in the trenches I move through there with hollowtip
Slide somewhere yo ass will get flipped
I just met perp in the trap and you know that I trapped him
Made a wrong move and my nigga start gackin’
What nigga you know about action?
Balenciaga, I threw on my fashion
Young Drako nigga I pop out with sticks
Young Drako nigga you know that I made my hood rich
It’s bout to pop off with bands and them bricks
Money, your house and I hit me a lick
V-12 turbo skrrrt new kick
Fast and the Furious, no nitro kit
I leave my show and I go sell a brick
Young Drako nigga, I’m rich

I came out the trenches
My nigga we whip cream
You know that I hop out the Bentley, on gang
My niggas dressed in that Dolce & Gabbana
I got some bricks, went and got me some money
On O block you know we’ll run it
Go get the contra and I go get that money
Young nigga pull up, you know that I’m stuntin’
I got a bag to blow, I got a bag to blow
I got a bag to blow, I got a bag to blow
I got a bag of blow, fuckin’ your bitch, fuckin’ your hoe
I got a bag of blow, ya your bitch, she walkin ’round marble floor
A bad blow