Niggas been counting me out
I'm counting my bullets
I'm loading my clips
I'm writing down names I'm making a list
I'm checking it twice and I'm gettin them hit
The real ones been dying the fake ones is lit
The game is off balance I'm back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty my sneakers is dirty
But that's how I like it you all on my dick
I'm all in my bag
Work hard work humble
I'm all in my bag
I don't have to talk too much let Cole tell em
Whattup Danny
Cash ap Woooh
I'm all in my bag
I'm all in my duffle
They callin me Russell
My girl got the goodies
They calling me trouble
Cus boy you don't want it
Ain't bout the player it's all bout the hustle
These boys fail once and call it a struggle
Making me laugh
I'm balling my knuckle
And pouring a double
They all getting muffled
Like tyler hero when he balled in the bubble
I'm all in my bag easy
You be talking too needy
Only hit me when you need me
Hit up my bro I called cus I love you
Na they aint deep they'd fall in a puddle
Whiteboy wasted pouring a funnel
The saucing is subtle
They calling it humble
Theres no need to brag
You know what it is
I'm all in my bag
Fuck with me
Shout to all my fuckin fans
I'm all in my bag
The love is real and it's reciprecated
We out here comfortable
I'm all in my bag
Think I missed the drop
Work hard work humble
Too far in the bag
Gotta talk my shit sometimes though
Work hard work humble
You hit up a baddie
And poppin a xanny
But you need a job and she need a daddy
That ain't a baddy
That's just an ugly duck with a fatty
I'm all in my baggy
So send me the addy
And tell em get at me
I popped all the bottles I'm sippin a Natty
Tell em they soft
We bout to tee off
I dreamed bout this shit when I was a caddy
All in my what all in my duffle
Been with the shits for more than a couple
They claiming they pimps they all wanna snuggle
And that aint ya chick you talking on Bumble
She facetime me goodies
She wearing my hoody
I talk to the bubble
Paying for playlists you lost in the shuffle
Saying they walking that walk but they stumble
I'm all in my woooh
All in my duffle
I said that I'm all in my duffle
They watching us fight and I'm all in the scuffle
I'm top rope boy I'm all off the buckle
I'm all in the baggy
The work make me happy
These boys look tacky like Helga Pataki
Haters they love me
But no one could touch me
They said that's a fact
And I told em exactly