This is a song about "Bag"

, now u laid it down like its meant to roll, two wheels and a bag

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Then you're fucking confused,

I'll enjoy my bag of booze

One time for the girls with the right shoes

You're fuckin' with the fifi bag

Wonder if they take it all back

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

And bag 'em up leave 'em with sickish, stitches, n' diminish-

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes