Big Bag Lyrics by French Montana & Lil Durk
Big bag, make ’em big mad, oh
Big bag, make ’em big mad, oh
Big bag, make ’em big mad, oh
Big bag, make ’em big mad, oh (Haan)
Money get low, *** freakin’ off
Niggas been comin’ to me for sauce
Made hunnid mil’, don’t even floss
Don’t ask me ’bout Drake, or Ross
Earin’, earin’, three hunnid a piece
‘Rari truck, I’m a *** up the streets
Most of them niggas gon’ *** up a key
I only know ’cause I *** up an ounce
Ask top ***, we them vultures (Haan)
Stacks ***, we don’t need exposure (Haan)
Big bag, we don’t need the poster
Step aside, don’t be a poster
Shawty ass like two bunk beds
Coupe top bold like [?] head
Don’t play, I get too retarded
***, wine, like Mike Rubin party
Niggas be comin’ to me for flavor
I’m elite, I’m on top with capers
AMG with the kick, chase ’em
Face shot from a switch, Jason
They can’t save you
Niggas ***, I hate who they praisin’
They puttin’ cases on niggas who famous
(They puttin’ cases on niggas who famous)
Put your seatbelt on, this car too fast, I might crash
‘Cause she *** one of your guys, don’t put her on blast
Bring a *** ’round wit’ a bag, I know I’m a smash
Bring a *** ’round wit’ a bag, make your ex’s mad
Big bag, make ’em big mad, oh
Big bag, make ’em big mad, oh
Big bag, make ’em big mad, oh
Big bag, make ’em big mad, oh
Live forever, I’m a trenches saviour
Big birkin come with good behavior
Smurk, I’m richer than big labels
I’m the one who they depend for favors (Haan)
They closed the door, we bought the buildin’
Face, car, ***, on a trillionaire
Bad little ***, she brazilian
*** her on top of a million (Woo)
I’m the type *** to *** her and bounce
You’ll get mad and go and *** up a house
Rapper time, niggas linkin’ for clout
Cuban link, cuban link, splash (Haan)
Hundred Ms, I’m him, ask (Haan)
Cousin’ chain cost an M, cash (Haan)
Dropped it off in the gym bag (Haan)
Top it off, this his stash (Haan)
Out the loop, ain’t even know he pass, ***, I’m stacey dash
Buy your favorite rapper catalogue, put it in my stash
Put your seatbelt on this car too fast, ***, I just might crash
*** them dippin’, she put them on blast, he ain’t pay for ass (Haan)
Put your seatbelt on, this car too fast, I might crash
‘Cause she *** one of your guys, don’t put her on blast
Bring a *** ’round wit’ a bag, I know I’m a smash
Bring a *** ’round wit’ a bag, make your ex’s mad
Big bag, make ’em big mad, oh
Big bag, make ’em big mad, oh
Big bag, make ’em big mad, oh
Big bag, make ’em big mad, oh