Get to the Bag

[Intro]

[demon tag: “If this demon don’t trust you…” (*pew-pew!*)  
Southside tag (*808!!*)  
808s sliding nasty, hats triplet, subs knockin’ paint off walls]

[Demons whispering & growling in the background the whole song — guttural, reversed Latin, distant screams]  
(Demons: “Take it… take it… take it… more… yeeeahhh…”)

[Pre-Chorus – both + demons snarling]  
[deep Texan twang]: Whole gang eatin’, no crumbs left, pussy! (*Brap-brap!*)  
[high pitch male voice-]: We up now, fuck the rest, slatt! (*Skrrrt-skrrrt-skrrrt!*)  
(Demons: “Feast… feeeast… devour…”)

[Hook x2 – demons layered under]  
[deep Texan twang]: Get to the bag, bag, bag! (*Brap-brap-brap!*)  
[high pitch male voice-]: Run it up-up-up! (*Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt!*)  
[deep Texan twang]: If it don’t make dollars it don’t make sense, gang (*Bow!*)  
Both: Get to the bag or die broke — that’s the anthem! (*Grrraaah-pow-pow!*)  
(Demons: “Bag… bag… bag… souls… souls… souls…”)

[Verse 1 – deep Texan twang (slow, heavy Dallas drawl)]  
Woke up starvin’, gut growlin’ like a pit, yeah (*Grrr*)  
Phone on 2%, but the play on a hunnid, I’m lit, pussy (*Frrp!*)  
Used to window-shop dreams, now I’m in the store nuttin’ in ’em (*Huh?*)  
Mama like “Chill,” I told her “Ma, the timin’ perfect” (*It’s lit!*)  
Credit was a joke, now the bank account snickerin’  
Turned pain to a plate, started flippin’ it (*Bap-bap!*)  
Dey laugh when you down, cry when you winnin’-winnin’ (*Burr!*)  
Lambo start spinnin’-spinnin’ (*Skrrt-skrrt-pow!*)  
(Demons: “Spiiin… bleed them dry…”)

[Pre-Chorus]  
[deep Texan twang]: Whole gang eatin’, no crumbs left, pussy! (*Brap-brap!*)  
[high pitch male voice-]: We up now, fuck the rest, slatt! (*Skrrrt-skrrrt-skrrrt!*)  
(Demons: “Consume… consume… no mercy…”)

[Hook x2 – demons louder]  
[deep Texan twang]: Get to the bag, bag, bag!  
[high pitch male voice-]: Run it up-up-up!  
[deep Texan twang]: Dollars or it don’t make sense, gang  
Both + Demons: Get to the bag or die broke — that’s the anthem!

[Verse 2 – high pitch male voice- (nasally, cracked-out falsetto)]  
Slatt, noodles to Nobu, whatt? (*Wow!*)  
Driveway got two coups, skrrt-skrrt, yeah (*Skrrt-pow!*)  
I don’t post the bag, let the safe do the talkin’, what? (*Brrr*)  
Safe so heavy gotta walk it out, huh? huh? (*Huh? Huh?*)  
Built the job, bought the block, yeah (*Brrat!*)  
(Demons moaning: “Yessss… master… more blood money…”)

[Pre-Chorus – demons wildin’]  
[deep Texan twang]: Whole gang eatin’, no crumbs left, pussy!  
[high pitch male voice-]: We up now, fuck the rest, slatt!  
(Demons screaming: “Burn them! Burn them! Take everything!”)

[Final Hook x3 – demons take over]  
[deep Texan twang]: Get to the bag, bag, bag!  
[high pitch male voice-] + Demons: Run it up-up-up!  
[deep Texan twang]: Dollars or it don’t make sense, gang  
Everyone + Hell choir: Get to the bag or die broke — that’s the anthem! (*FULL DEMONIC POSSESSION BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!*)

[Outro – demons echo]  
Gooooooose

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