Trash Bag

Yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah
(Firzt on the track)

Turn up!
Pounds in front of me like I'm a hashtag (hey)
I'm stuffin' piles of California weed inside a trash bag (yeah)
I just be countin' up like I'm in math class (woo)
If she addin' dollars up, she need a trash bag (ayy)
Count it up, count it up, count it up, go get the trash bag (oh yeah)
Count it up, count it up, count it up, go get the trash bag (oh yeah)
Count it up, count it up, count it up, go get the trash bag (yeah)
And I just be countin' up like I'm in math class (oh yeah)

I fell in love with the fast cash (ayy)
I'm pullin' up with a trash bag (skrrt, trash bag)
Jugg 'round the city with bag tags (bag tags)
We got these fuck niggas mad, mad
Whole lotta pain in my heart
I'ma cover it up with the money (ayy)
I just hung up on the bitch 'cause she lyin'
She say that she love me (she love me)
They thought I couldn't go get a bag but I did it
Just me and my niggas (just me and my niggas)
They counted us out from the very beginnin'
And now, bitch, we winnin'

Turn up!
Pounds in front of me like I'm a hashtag (hey)
I'm stuffin' piles of California weed inside a trash bag (yeah)
I just be countin' up like I'm in math class (woo)
If she addin' dollars up, she need a trash bag (ayy)
Count it up, count it up, count it up, go get the trash bag (oh yeah)
Count it up, count it up, count it up, go get the trash bag (oh yeah)
Count it up, count it up, count it up, go get the trash bag (yeah)
And I just be countin' up like I'm in math class (oh yeah)

Soon that I get off the clock, I'm gonna put in some overtime (I put in some overtime)
Don't gotta ask about the city, them lil' niggas know it's mine (blood)
I'm kickin' shit with convicted felons
Snuck in the club with two different weapons (ayy)
Walkin' around with a trash bag
Somebody help me, it's gettin' heavy
I see that these fuck niggas satisfied
Get out my way 'cause I'm hungry (blah)
Fuck niggas' food on the plate (woo)
Sittin' here, rubbin' my stomach (ayy)
The money turned me to a savage (savage)
These niggas ain't livin' like me (no)
I'm cut from a whole different fabric (ayy)
They know I'm as real as can be (huh?)

Turn up!
Pounds in front of me like I'm a hashtag (hey)
I'm stuffin' piles of California weed inside a trash bag (yeah)
I just be countin' up like I'm in math class (woo)
If she addin' dollars up, she need a trash bag (ayy)
Count it up, count it up, count it up, go get the trash bag (oh yeah)
Count it up, count it up, count it up, go get the trash bag (oh yeah)
Count it up, count it up, count it up, go get the trash bag (yeah)
And I just be countin' up like I'm in math class (oh yeah)

Oh yeah
Oh yeah