This is a song about "Making a bag"

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

I said fuck you and i packed a bag moved out,

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

Everyday i'm from the ghetto, put y'all in a body bag,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Put a bag over your head and then get kidnapped

Let's enjoy our younger years

Making a difference,

I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

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

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Upon other limbs it's looking like a bag of chex mix