My S%!t

In my bag now, in my bag now What the fuck is that sound? What the fuck is that sound? I brought the Mac out, niggas sat down I got shit I never had now, I can brag now Got my bitch a Louis bag now, she can brag now Bought my bitch a Birkin bag now, she a brat now Now I'm sittin' in the club in a different bag now Baby, when I pick it up, you gon' put that ass down Tell 'em you don't give a fuck, baby, spin that ass 'round Tell the DJ turn it up, what the fuck is that sound? A Boogie wit da Hoodie, and it's always foreign Yeah, I know she like my style, them other niggas borin' When I pull up it go skrrt skrrt, that's a foreign When I pull up on a red light, they don't want it Yeah, I came up from the mud and my baby know that Introduced her to my plug, now she think she all that When I first hit her up, no, she never wrote back Then I saw her at the club, so I got up on that Now every time they play this song she say, "This is my shit" See the flick of my wrist And I know she know wassup, baby, this is my shit (my shit) See the flick of my wrist They know that's my bitch, that's a fact, and she stuck wit' me When you in my section, fill it up when my cup empty I can't fuck wit' rats, that's a fact, that's a dub nigga All about my F, can't put water over blood nigga Trust me, it get ugly If I wasn't getting money, would you still want me? If I told you I was broke, would you start actin' funny? This is all I ever wanted, you can't take from me Now every time they play this song, she say, "This is my shit" See the flick of my wrist And I know she know wassup, baby, this is my shit (my shit) See the flick of my wrist