Mistr Vibes – Bag Up (feat. Konscious Kel) Lyrics

If you're gonna let money rule your world boy, you gotta get that money up
No questions
Get that shit going and make that shit fat, stat
Man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up
And if it goes down, then get it back up, then get it back up, then get it back up
Man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up
And if it goes down, then get it back up, then get it back up, then get it back up
Mathematician with the digits, I be addin' it up
Smokin' on a doobie but I'm still rollin' up
Foolin' with that booty in the back of the club
I be choosin' bitches loosely like I don't give a f*ck
'Cause Mistr Vibes is a nympho
He need a thicc hoe
He need a sicko to lick him like a 'sicle
And if he passin ona booty, she aint a freak hoe
She need to act up on the dick like its a muhfuckin' freak show
Thats why I multiplied my racks
Turned them into stacks
Put a thrown on top that shit to park my money makin' ass
Point out any bitch I want, guarantee I bring her back
Laughin while she chew me up cause I'm still puffin on a zag
But she don't really give a f*ck cause I'm rich like that
Psycho type of sex addiction, lil bitch, I been like that
I'm addicted to the coochie, cashin checks and rollin pacc
Now tell me how you feelin bout that?
Ask Vibes n Kel
Vibes n Kel
Thats Vibes n Kel!
Ask Vibes n Kel
Vibes n Kel
That's Vibes n Kel!
Ask Vibes n Kel
I got some homies that condoned off the rip,
Oh yeah n if you got a problem with it, I can go n get the grip
Man, f*ck the pole! Lets cut em open with our rifts
And if you want the heat, you can get smoked like a spliff
Yo, sippin on some henny gettin bennys
Came up from a penny now we stack it to the ceiling, ayo vibes how you feelin?
High class, livin good with a big ass stash
Now call the shorties that call roll n really smoke like that
Now, grab a cone
Gettin lit
Hold the phone
Take a hit
Get in your zone
For a sip
Patron alone
Swimmin pools when I dip, we wont stop till were boomin out your stereo
Drip too hard like we made Lake Ontario
Man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up
And if it goes down, then get it back up, then get it back up, then get it back up
Man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up
And if it goes down, then get it back up, then get it back up, then get it back up
Check it
I been down, had some bad luck
I had to get my back up
Now I'm back up? yeah
The boy finna act up
And back to back, I bend track like scoliosis
Watchin my thrown like Jay and Ye on Otis
No Magnum Opus- I been focused, ain't you hear?
When you shine- the bugs finna swarm like locust, aye
I came to cause a commotion- aye
Cause now the boy got more juice like ocean stray
This aint show biz, I'm a business man
So why you watchin me? Getcha own business plan
You don't get the picture, why you on the cam, fam?
"Leave him alone, mind your own business, damn!"
I just learned to mind my P's n Q's
I told you, I'm a star, no Betelgeuse
So keep ya peace and throw up a deuce
And getcha bag like you aint got shit to lose
Man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up
And if it goes down, then get it back up, then get it back up, then get it back up
Man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up, man getcha bag up
And if it goes down, then get it back up, then get it back up, then get it back up