Big Bag Lyrics – French Montana, Lil Durk

Read the complete Big Bag Lyrics by French Montana and Lil Durk along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy French Montana's music, you can also explore MOROCCO and Uptown Baby, two other songs by French Montana.

[Chorus: Lil Durk & French Montana]
Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh
Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh
Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh
Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh (Haan)

[Verse 1: French Montana & Lil Durk]
Money get low, b!tch freaking off
N!ggas been coming to me for sauce
Made hunnid mil', don't even floss
Don't ask me 'bout Drake, or Ross
Earing, earing, three hunnid a piece
'Rari truck, I'm a fu*k up the streets
Most of them n!ggas gon' fu*k up a key
I only know 'cause I fu*ked up an ounce
Ask top b!tch, we them vultures (Haan)
Stacks high, we don't need exposure (Haan)
Big bag, we don't need the poster
Step aside, don't be a poster
Shawty ass like two bunk beds
Coupe top off like Trump hair
Don't play, I get too retarded
Coke, wine, like Mike Rubin party
N!ggas be coming to me for flavor
I'm elite, I'm on top with capers
AMG with the kick, chase 'em
Face shot from a switch, Jason
They can't save you cause you with the nation
N!ggas b!tches, I hate who they praising
They putting cases on n!ggas who famous
(They putting cases on n!ggas who famous)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Durk]
Put your seatbelt on, this car too fast, I might crash
'Cause she fu*k one of your guys, don't put her on blast
Bring a b!tch 'round wit' a bag, I know I'm a smash
Bring a b!tch 'round wit' a bag, make your ex's mad

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh
Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh
Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh
Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh

[Verse 2: Lil Durk & French Montana]
Live forever, I'm a trenches saviour
Big birkin come with good behavior
Smurk, I'm richer than big labels
I'm the one who they depend for favors (Haan)
They closed the door, we bought the building
Face, car, b!tch, on a trillionaire
Bad little b!tch, she brazilian
Fu*ked her on top of a million (Woo)
I'm the type n!gga to fu*k her and bounce
You'll get mad and go and fu*k up a house
Rapper time, n!ggas linking for clout
Cuban link, cuban link, splash (Haan)
Hundred Ms, I'm him, ask (Haan)
Cousing chain cost an M, cash (Haan)
Dropped it off in the gym bag (Haan)
Top it off, this his stash (Haan)
Out the loop, ain't even know he pass, b!tch, I'm stacey dash
Buy your favorite rapper catalogue, put it in my stash
Put your seatbelt on this car too fast, b!tch, I just might crash
Fu*k them dipping, she put them on blast, he ain't pay for ass (Haan)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Durk]
Put your seatbelt on, this car too fast, I might crash
'Cause she fu*k one of your guys, don't put her on blast
Bring a b!tch 'round wit' a bag, I know I'm a smash
Bring a b!tch 'round wit' a bag, make your ex's mad

[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh
Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh
Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh
Big bag, make 'em big mad, oh