Bag lyrics

Chorus
Me, I got the bag goin' up
You know we, we got the bag goin' up
You know I, I'm on the way
I got the lake house and the estate
Beach house in Cali, Pop the champagne
I got the bag yeah, I got the bag goin' up like

Verse 1: Abhi the Nomad
Ugh
You got the drip
I'm the whole lake bitch look at my skin
Look at my hairline, look at that shit
Nevermind that though I'm prolly goin thin
Fuck out the way don’t look at my bitch
Y’all really got big off suckin' that dick
Big ups to you kid, go get your bag quick
Go pay your masters you can’t be that rich

Chorus
Me, I got the bag goin' up
You know we, we got the bag goin' up
You know I, I'm on the way
I got the lake house and the estate
Beach house in Cali, Pop the champagne
I got the bag yeah, I got the bag goin' up like

Verse 2: Charlie Curtis-Beard
Hype me up I got a ego complex
Drinks are on me like a late night prom dress
I might get a lease on a G5 priv' jet
I did the possible now I got shego on deck
Ok, Is that raunchy? I don’t know no better
I communicate through touch like I’m Helen Keller
I got a salary from posting 30 second videos
I don’t need the bag to make me happy but I want it though
I got the place
You bring your bestie and chardonnay
I got the good view DTLA
And if you’re hungry I got the lays, I got the bag

Outro
Nomad been a long ass motherfucking time getting to this motherfucking point. You know, niggas been grinding for awhile it's that time to shine...