Spend That Bag Lyrics – G Herbo

Go
Spend that bag (Go)
Spend that bag (Go)
Spend that bag (Go, go)
Spend that bag (Go)
Spend that bag (Go)
Spend that bag (Go, go)
Spend that bag (Go, go)

I was in a hard spot
I was in a dark place
Cuffed in that Crown Vic’
Posted tryna dodge strays
Made it out, I feel amazing
Been in shootouts and get grazed
I got rich ’cause I wasn’t lazy
Everybody know I’m paid, ha

Swervo, Big G Herbo
Got up on my grind
You cannot outshine me (Pop it)
Man, you n!gga lyin’ (Pop it)
My b!tch not a dime (Stop it)
All these whips ain’t mine (Stop it)
He ain’t got a M and diamonds (Stop it)
He ain’t gonna blow that iron (Stop it)

Go, what we on?
Go, get the hoes on the phone
Go, how long?
Go, go
Pop it
Talk sh!t, pop it
Rich sh!t, pop it
Thick sh!t, pop it
What they want us to do? Pop it

Spend that bag (Get that bag)
Spend that bag (Get that bag)
Spend that bag (Get that bag)
Spend that bag (Get that bag)
Spend that bag (Get that bag)
Spend that bag (Get that bag)
Spend that bag (Get that bag)
Spend that bag (Go and get that bag)

n!gga broke as jokes
Had them f**king rope
Give a f**k who choked
‘Cause when it’s smoking smoke
I pray I give him hope
Make these n!gga focus
First you see me, then you don’t, just like Hocus Pocus
Keep on chains, don’t he?
Drownin’ in the ocean
Make a ho drink potion
Swerve, I’m having motion
In case you ain’t noticed
Run up, we a-blow this?
When I rap, ain’t no diss
Suck a d!ck, you know this

I got some sh!t on my shoulders
I’m right back, I’m reloaded
And it’s my time to blow it
I feel the signs, I know it
If I go to Hell or Heaven, I’m dying a legend on 079, I’m goated

These n!gga and b!tches know, went up that sack, I tried, told him
Rubber band the racks, pockets fat, can’t try and fold ’em
I’m just speaking facts, youngin’, I’m just tryna mold ’em
We don’t f**k with rats, free little bro, they tryna hold him
We gon’ get ’em back ’cause ain’t none of mine folded
I got three watches, rose, two of mine, golden
Mostly plain Jane’s, but a few of mine frozen
Treat this rappin’ sh!t like trappin’, that’s why I’m the coldest
I’m still gettin’ rich off my masters, f**k, you thought I sold it

What we on?
Go, get the hoes on the phone
Go, how long?
Go, go
Pop it
Talk sh!t, pop it
Rich sh!t, pop it
Thick sh!t, pop it
What they want us to do? Pop it

Spend that bag (Get that bag)
Spend that bag (Get that bag)
Spend that bag (Get that bag)
Spend that bag (Get that bag)
Spend that bag (Spend that bag)
Spend that bag (Spend that bag)
Spend that bag (Spend that bag)
Spend that bag (Go and get that bag)

He was pickin’ up twenty K, Swerves, man
Trippin’ Swerves, man, daily
Out here swervin’ in them joints, man, we cried about what n!ggas died about