[Lyric] Baggage No Ceiling (YBF K Sauce)

[Hook]
Baggage
She got baggage, nigga
Tryna fuck wit' her
But these bitches be too savage, nigga
Show that bag
She must thought I was a average, nigga
Posted up, I’m in the H wit' automatics, nigga (automatics, yeah)
But I ain’t no regular nigga
She think I’m gon chase her
I can’t get in my feelings
Say it’s smoke, then we gon' slide
’Til that whip got no ceiling
Ever since I got them fans
Know how it feel to be winning

[Verse]
Niggas tried to change me
Bitches tried to change me
Shit just made me crazy
Lost my trust in all these niggas
But I swear thesе niggas made me
'Cause I been seein’ snakеs
Ever since I was a baby
Niggas fake
And they gon swear that you switched up on niggas
Just 'cause you ain’t tryna give all yo' shit up to niggas
Swear these niggas hoes
Tryna leave they future up to niggas
If it ain’t God I can’t rely on him
Fuck a nigga
Swear that I can’t lie
Shit be on my mind
Fuck me up sometimes
Steady focused on this bag
Kuz money always on my side
Always on my side
Yea, yea
[Hook]
Baggage
She got baggage, nigga
Tryna fuck wit' her
But these bitches be too savage, nigga
Show that bag
She must thought I was a average, nigga
Posted up, I’m in the H wit' automatics, nigga (automatics, yeah)
But I ain’t no regular nigga
She think I’m gon chase her
I can’t get in my feelings
Say it’s smoke, then we gon' slide
’Til that whip got no ceiling
Ever since I got them fans
Know how it feel to be winning

[Verse]
These niggas mad 'cause I been runnin’ up
Swear these niggas hatin’ been on dick
Since I been comin’ up
If I don't run up all these racks before I die
Then I ain’t done enough
That nigga said he slidin’
Then he died, how he fuck it up?
Deep down in them trenches, nigga
Be there since we babies
They don’t built shit but a station
How the fuck we supposed to make it
Swear it gotta be somethin' wrong wit' you
To be a nigga who hatin’
I’m just tryna get some paper
And these fuck niggas can’t take it
Niggas say it’s up
Better leave it in the air
Screamin’ free my brothers
’Til them niggas out that jam
Know my niggas got a dream
But they out there in the stands
Could be right there wit' ‘em
Owe this shit all to my fans
[Hook]
Baggage
She got baggage, nigga
Tryna fuck wit' her
But these bitches be too savage, nigga
Show that bag
She must thought I was a average, nigga
Posted up, I’m in the H wit' automatics, nigga (automatics, yeah)
But I ain’t no regular nigga
She think I’m gon chase her
I can’t get in my feelings
Say it’s smoke, then we gon' slide
’Til that whip got no ceiling
Ever since I got them fans
Know how it feel to be winning