This is a song about "Rio bag a duche"

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

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

My bitches like to cut the dope, and bag it for a dime and at the same time

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

I'm ready to put the rap game in a body bag lyrically

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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

Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees