Make A Bag (feat. Moneybagg Yo) (Explicit) - Megan Thee Stallion/Moneybagg Yo

Lyrics by：Megan Thee Stallion

Composed by：Megan Thee Stallion

Ramy on the beat

Lil Ju made da beat

Ayy yeah

B***h I'm exquisite no cheap s**t money

Ahead of these b***hes I lead s**t ahh

Makin' it pop on some freak s**t

You bring it to me

You know I'ma make a bag

And make it twerk twerk twerk

Make that b***h jump

You know I'ma make a bag

And make it twerk twerk twerk

Make that b***h jump ahh

I'm at Pappadeuax eating seafood seafood

Racks in my pocket and a big tool big tool

The s**t that I'm rockin' got red on the bottom

Ho these ain't no cheap shoes shoes

I really be hustlin' I really be thuggin'

I really be

I ain't one of these rap dudes

I ain't one of these

Diamonds jumpin' out the face of the Audemars

Doin' the Michael Jackson kick move d**n

I'ma big dog you a shih tzu

She gon' kick the n***a out 'fore

I come through ah

You ain't been through what I've been through

Now I'm up I'ma gon' ball like Caillou

Like Caillou

Achoo bless me please don't test me

I won't hesitate to bust the Smith and Wesson

D**e boys and some killers in my section

You a lame we ain't f**kin' with you peasants no

I got big pointers sittin' inside the necklace

Reach for my chain send yo' a*s to heaven

Shoot first we don't do

The second guessin'

Hit his n***a and

I bet he get the message

I'm in a Maserati truck

Skrrt skrrt fishbowl n***a

I'm f**k

I know they a*s seein' me but

I don't see a soul n***a

I'm at Grand Lux eatin' a

Caesar salad with my sugar daddy yeah

Pulled up on me in a big Benz told me to drive

I told him let me have it

No time to play with these n***as huh

After I break 'em I kick 'em huh

Told him to put me some ice on my neck

And my ears if he want me to listen hey huh

He wanna swim in my lap huh

He tryna get in my snaps huh

I'm tellin' b***hes I've been in my bag

But now I got the wallet to match huh

He love how I fit in my clothes huh

He love how I talk I'ma poet hey

He told me he think that he fallin' in love

And I told him I'm already knowin' huh

I might balance a b***h on these 'enciagas

I can't see the haters

Through these f**kin' Prada's

They gon' book me 'cause

I bring the p***y poppers

And the n***as with money that's poppin' bottles

I'ma make a bag and make it twerk

I'm finna run up a bag in a skirt

They checkin' him but the gun in my purse

I'm killin' these hoes and

I know that it hurt ahh

Yeah

B***h I'm exquisite no cheap s**t money

Ahead of these b***hes I lead s**t ahh

Makin' it pop on some freak s**t

You bring it to me

You know I'ma make a bag

And make it twerk twerk twerk

Make that b***h jump

You know I'ma make a bag

And make it twerk twerk twerk

Make that b***h jump ahh

Aah

Aah

Aah