OTF Ikey ft. Lil Durk - That Bag Lyrics

You know what I'm sayin' we ain't need no
Instagram or no Twitter to
Verify a mutherfucka
You know what I'm sayin'
I'm verified from the streets nigga, for real
Turn up turn up

The police gon' knock on the door (hello?)
I am not here (nah)
Money is sittin' on the floor (everywhere)
I paid for the deal
These bitches be actin' so bad
She so insecure
I'm leavin' this bitch for sure
The winter I pull out the fur (damn)
I need that bag, two three racks on just divided
I need that bag (racks)
I'm flexin' on niggas I think I'ma buy it
I need that bag
Got more cars, more cars than a valet
I need that bag
The streets yeah the streets can't stop me

These niggas ain't harder than me
These niggas ain't smarter than me
I got my 40 on me and it ain't hard to see
OTF we come from Chiraq
They compare us to Iraq
Where you stand you can die at
Why would you even try that? With the fans
They got max in the feds is so high
Our side on the block is so high
These niggas can't relate
The money fuck the fame
You niggas want the fame I
Just want the money man
I just put 200K in the fuckin' bank
Askin' me for some money I'm
Laughin' in yo' face
Slidin' in the 'Rari feelin' like
I'm in the race my gang with me all them
Niggas do is gang gang

The police gon' knock on the door (hello?)
I am not here (nah)
Money is sittin' on the floor (everywhere)
I paid for the deal
These bitches be actin' so bad
She so insecure
I'm leavin' this bitch for sure
The winter I pull out the fur (damn)
I need that bag, two three racks on just divided
I need that bag (racks)
I'm flexin' on niggas I think I'ma buy it
I need that bag
Got more cars, more cars than a valet
I need that bag
The streets yeah the streets can't stop me

I'ma go fuck on some stars
I cop the Wraith with the stars
I'ma go forgi my cars
Pop me a xanny them bars for tomorrow
Balmain for next week
Studio all day, can't get no sleep
All these hoes expensive
Lil' rat bitch cheap
Hit his ass with that nigga
Watch his lil' ass leak
Twenty-five thousand deposit's walk around
In my Balenciagas
I just blew a bag from eatin' lunch
Chop a brick down, Mr. Miyagi
Hey, I did a hit a Audi
Caught a nigga in an alley yeah
I might catch me a body
Nigga say he gon' rob me
Put that on my kids
He ain't gon' do what I did
Niggas be smokin' on meat
Fuck this bitch in a beast
Shit that I do is a treat yea yeah

The police gon' knock on the door (hello?)
I am not here (nah)
Money is sittin' on the floor (everywhere)
I paid for the deal
These bitches be actin' so bad
She so insecure
I'm leavin' this bitch for sure
The winter I pull out the fur (damn)
I need that bag, two three racks on just divided
I need that bag (racks)
I'm flexin' on niggas I think I'ma buy it
I need that bag
Got more cars, more cars than a valet
I need that bag
The streets yeah the streets can't stop me