Bag Season – English Lyrics

• By: French Montana, Lil Tjay
• Album: They Got Amnesia

Lyrics & Translation

Dive into the world of contemporary hip-hop with French Montana and Lil Tjay's "Bag Season"! This track, a powerful anthem about ambition and achieving financial success, offers a fantastic opportunity to learn modern English slang related to money and aspiration. You'll grasp expressions of confidence and determination, while also experiencing the dynamic flow and lyrical styles that make this song a standout. Let the compelling narrative and catchy hooks of "Bag Season" guide you through a language lesson that's both engaging and culturally relevant.

[English]

(car accelerating)

(loud crash)

(dramatic swooshing noise)

(rap music)

♪ You know what it is ♪

♪ I feel like the man when I walk through ♪

♪ When you hear that ♪

♪ Haan ♪

♪ Tjay ♪

♪ I feel like the man when I walk through, grrt, boom ♪

♪ I want, I want, I want, I want ♪

♪ I want, I want all the bags ♪

♪ I want, I want, I want, I want ♪

♪ I want, I needs all of that ♪

♪ I want, I want all the bags ♪

♪ I want, I needs all the bags ♪

♪ I want, I want, I want, I want ♪

♪ I want, I needs all the bags ♪

♪ Young nigga got shit ♪

♪ I be steppin' out the crib like I'm hot shit ♪

♪ Chain heavy, hella grams, I could pop shit ♪

♪ I be feelin' like the man when I drop shit ♪

♪ I be feelin' like the man when I walk through ♪

♪ I get 25 bands just to walk through ♪

♪ Still shippin' to land when it's full through ♪

♪ Couple milli' off, a plan that I sort through ♪

♪ I want, I want, I want, I want ♪

♪ I want, I want all the bags ♪

♪ How they open them doors, they mad ♪

♪ I'm steady winnin', they forcin' bad ♪

♪ He said he winnin', it cost to brag ♪

♪ I earn a chip and then toss the bag ♪

♪ Boy, ain't no dividends ♪

♪ No, I ain't givin' the street straight to the top ♪

♪ And I'm forcin' that ♪

♪ Hop in the foreign, I vroom ♪

♪ They don't think when I walk in a room ♪

♪ I remember they hated me, nothin' to say to me ♪

♪ Keep it like, let's resume ♪

♪ I'm a young nigga and I'm cocky ♪

♪ Used to eat cereal with no spoon ♪

♪ Any way, I just do it, like we gettin' to it ♪

♪ Like Hoover, he tryna get boomed ♪

♪ I want, I want, I want, I want ♪

♪ I want, I want all the bags ♪

♪ I want, I want, I want, I want ♪

♪ I want, I want all the bags ♪

♪ I want, we needs all the bags ♪

♪ I want, I need all the bags ♪

♪ I want, I want, I want, I want ♪

♪ I want, I want all the bags ♪

♪ Young nigga got shit ♪

♪ I just painted your head, red dot shit ♪

♪ Red top, pop star on the black ship ♪

♪ Yeah, pussy open up like a mosh pit, whoo ♪

♪ Ayy, hunnid chains on for the blind date ♪

♪ Chandelier, Richard Millie, fire under, ay ♪

♪ Shootin' for the green like run up ♪

♪ Ski mask like Kanye, Donda ♪

♪ It's lonely at the top ♪

♪ That's why my Bugatti got two seats ♪

♪ Quarterback if I call a play ♪

♪ Your money thin like Coi Leray ♪

♪ "F" on my chest with the gold diamonds ♪

♪ French playin' chess with the old timers ♪

♪ Stood on my own, no cosignin' ♪

♪ I was body calm when they was show timin' ♪

♪ Young nigga way up, way up ♪

♪ Win mills in the lay up, lay up ♪

♪ 25th hour, I stay up, stay up ♪

♪ "WHOLE LOTTA MONEY" like BIA, BIA ♪

♪ And they closed the door ♪

♪ We came back and bought the buildin' ♪

♪ Breakin' down, movin' OT ♪

♪ My diamonds dancin' like O.T., boom ♪

♪ I want, I want, I want, I want ♪

♪ I want, I want all the bags ♪

♪ I want, I want, I want, I want ♪

♪ I want, I needs all of that ♪

♪ I want, I want all the bags ♪

♪ I want, I needs all the bags ♪

♪ I want, I want, I want, I want ♪

♪ I want, I needs all the bags ♪

♪ I want, I want, I want, I want ♪

♪ I want, I want all the bags ♪

♪ I want, I want, I want, I want ♪

♪ I want, I want all the bags ♪

♪ I want, we needs all the bags ♪

♪ I want, I need all the bags ♪

♪ I want, I want, I want, I want ♪

♪ I want, I want all the bags ♪

(music ends)

(dramatic clinking)

(dramatic whoosh)