Nobody is snatching the bag once “Bag Back” starts. That lazy trap bounce mixed with vintage jazz haze gives the whole thing a late-night feel while the low frequencies hold weight and the hats stay sharp. Yung Skooley keeps the focus locked on sliding out of messy situationships the second daylight hits.
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Lyrics for “Yung Skooley – Bag Back”:
Yung Skooley: I got diamonds up my shirt, tangle when I wake I had took the half of M inside my closet with no safe And I hate that hoe, she constantly trying to get out my face And we never went on dates I fucked her first night at her place I hit her twice and bag back, I'm known for sending bag back We turning shit to hashtag I'm in Miami with some baddies, got them all on bad drugs She want to send my lean crew my price ain't low cause I'm on the pill I'm in a photo Rari fine and everybody got a plate I broke her heart one too many times she hate that I exist I got Roll on my wrist It smell like codeine when I piss If you don't wake up chasing money then why the fuck do you exist? I woke up and broke my hand now I got VVS on my wrist She asked me for a kiss put out my dick and told her lick I walk around with 36 My young niggas they never miss I went 41 for me and for my bitch a 36 Hey, I'm trapping like a bitch I'm wrapping diamonds around my wrist I'm with another nigga hoe and we can jazz it at three I had to treat her like a fan cause she keep trying to sneak and peek And I'm the biggest on my side, I'm just a shark swimmin' with fish I got diamonds on my arm, that shit get tangled when I wake I had took the half of M inside my closet with no safe And I hate that hoe, she constantly trying to argue, get out my face And we never went on dates I fucked her first night at her place I hit her twice in bag back, I'm known for sending bag back We turning shit to hashtag I'm in Miami with some baddies, got them all on bad drugs She want to send my lean crew, my price is low its all a clue She trying to take a sip, I'm trying to take a dip Thighs wide here and hard coming from the hip I got hoes that like coke, they say it on their lip And my little bitch extra bougie, Birkin on her hip I set up shop, I'm cool with Grape and they from white I got my baby mama cause she on a third watch I got fully RIP and it spit out 60 shots, They said it's lonely at the top, I got diamonds on my arm, that shit get tangled when I wake I had took the half of M inside my closet with no safe And I hate that hoe, she constantly trying to argue, get out my face And we never went on dates I fucked her first night at her place I hit her twice in bag back, I'm known for sending bag back We turning shit to hashtag I'm in Miami with some baddies, got them all on bad drugs She want to send my lean crew, my price is low its all a clue
