Go For The Bag by RazorGMC Lyrics

[Intro]
Work, work
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Work, work
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Work, work

*Its Razor On The Track Boy!*

Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
[Verse 1]
Early in morning wit the shit
Bitches love it when I whip it out *yeah*
I ain't even gotta touch the work *yuh*
Got it sealed for I flipped it out
Fuck a bitch then I set her out
Set it up then I set it down
Boosie told me when I power up
All these dog hoes gotta let em out
Bad bitches all on me *work*
Long time they ain't won't me *twerk*
Left me all by my lonely *yuh*
Same clothes as my homies
Now I pass her off to my homies
I don't mine being lonely
Phone ring when she call me
That bitch hit me up when she horny
Be like Jesus, Oh I think i need it
She pledging allegiance to her people
My bitch be fiending
She turn to a demon i be scheming
Some type of treatment
I think I be needing
I be thinking leave me
They be thinking queen me
When you see me

[Chorus]
Go for the bag (Go for the bag)
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Go for the bag (Go for the bag)
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Go for the bag (Go for the bag)
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Go for the bag (Go for the bag)
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Work, work
Then fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Work, work
Then fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Work, work
Then fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Work, work
Then fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up


[Verse 2]
Getting money make you change slow
Same niggas I done banged on
Be the same fools tryna hang on
Razor focus on the profit nigga
I ain't even gonna put a chain on
Basic nigga wit the same phone
Same number won't change on em
Same shoes on, same socks on
Even got the same Haynes on
I don't even rock a watch bitch
Time too short to let it hang on me
At 18, I got my bitch, dipped out
Then I switched lanes on em
Guess the money made me change on em
Guess I went Gucci Maine on em
Pussy niggas got the game wrong
Buss it down for a check
Then I buss her down for respect
My niggas bunch of gorillas
Killas coming down on yo neck
Shit, quick money deposit
Should run a nigga for his pocket
Money ain't even no option
Anything I want I got it in my bag nigga

[Chorus]
Go for the bag (Go for the bag)
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Go for the bag (Go for the bag)
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Go for the bag (Go for the bag)
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Go for the bag (Go for the bag)
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Work, work
Then fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Work, work
Then fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Work, work
Then fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Work, work
Then fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up

[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah