Karim Kharbouch (Arabic: لقد مارست الجنس مع الميكروفون ; born November 9, 1… Read Full Bio ↴Karim Kharbouch (Arabic: لقد مارست الجنس مع الميكروفون ; born November 9, 1984), better known by his stage name French Montana, is a Moroccan-American rapper. Born and raised in Morocco, he immigrated to the United States with his family at the age of 13. He embarked on a musical career in 2002, releasing a slew of independent material until signing a joint-venture record deal with Puff Daddy's Bad Boy Records and Rick Ross's Maybach Music Group in 2012.
Kharbouch released his debut mixtape in 2007 and had his first breakthrough with the single "Choppa Choppa Down" in 2010. He released his debut studio album Excuse My French in May 2013, which was met with generally mixed reviews despite commercial success from its lead single, "Pop That" (featuring Rick Ross, Drake, and Lil Wayne). In July 2017, he released his second studio album Jungle Rules, which peaked at number three on the Billboard 200.

Bag
French Montana Lyrics

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Ah hah, yeah, yeah
(Niico)

I slap her ass then I dab
Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it)
Only want get the bread at the trash (that's the stash)
Runnin' to that bag (woah-woah)
Me an the head if she trashed (the face)

Then shed my niggas comin' to that bag (yeah-yeah)
We be goin' for that bag (oh-oh)
Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh)
I smack her ass like that (that)
Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it)
Only want the head if she trashed (that's the face)
Then she get the bread in the trash (that's the stash)
Run, ru-ru-runnin' for that bag (woah-woah)
Me and my niggas comin' for that bag (yeah-yeah)
We be drummin' for that bag (oh-oh)
Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh)

Ay, two mansions in the Hamptons
Money longer than the Ave'
Thirty cars on the alley
Thirty mill's in the valley
Came from the bottom, watch what I do
You bunch of internet thugs, Yahoo
You got a buzz, I'm the whole field
Ask your bitch, I'm a dope deal
Try to book me for my watch
I'll book 'em for a show, let his mama watch
Call the coroner and call the pastor
And grab a casket, my chest christens in the laughter
Talk about New York, big mistake
Got the bank and I ain't fit (that's a stash)
Bet a mill' and I ain't riggin'
On the large, get a Minaj, ain't Nicki

I slap her ass then I dab
Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it)
Only want the head if she trashed (the face)
Then she get the bread at the trash (that's the stash)
Runnin' to that bag (woah-woah)
Me and my niggas comin' to that bag (yeah-yeah)
We be goin' for that bag (oh-oh)
Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh)
I smack her ass like that (that)
Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it)
Only want the head if she trashed (that's the face)
Then she get the bread in the trash (that's the stash)
Run, ru-ru-runnin' for that bag (woah-woah)
Me and my niggas comin' for that bag (yeah-yeah)
We be drummin' for that bag (oh-oh)
Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh)

Runnin' through New York with a strap (that's a fact)
'Cause we comin' for they head, not they chaps (that's a fact)
Zack runnin' through a chap
Bub runnin' through a chap
Killer runnin' through a chap (that's my nigga)
Hank runnin' through a chap (that's my nigga)
Mitch runnin' through a chap (that's my nigga)
Y'all wonder what it's at
I know I see Max one day
R.I.P Chinx, gun play
Make you backflip, like the front brake
Finna rule, live someday
Chop a bubble like bath water
See the red dots like a camcorder
Fuck on a jet, that's air hoe
Came with the TEC, air hose

I slap her ass then I dab
Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it)
Only want the head if she trashed (the face)
Then she get the bread at the trash (that's the stash)
Runnin' to that bag (woah-woah)
Me and my niggas comin' to that bag (yeah-yeah)
We be goin' for that bag (oh-oh)
Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh)
I smack her ass like that (that)
Baby, would you shake it for some cash? (shake it)
Only want the head if she trashed (that's the face)
Then she get the bread in the trash (that's the stash)
Run, ru-ru-runnin' for that bag (woah-woah)
Me and my niggas comin' for that bag (yeah-yeah)

We be drummin' for that bag (oh-oh)
Don't play, we go drummin' for that bag (boh-boh)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Bag" by French Montana and Ziico Niico revolve around the theme of pursuing money and a luxurious lifestyle. The song talks about running after the money and accumulating wealth with references to mansions in the Hamptons, expensive cars, and millions of dollars in the bank. The lyrics also touch on some violent themes with mentions of running through New York with a strap, and references to gun violence in the street.

The chorus of the song repeats the phrase "running for that bag," which serves as a metaphor for accumulating wealth and chasing after success. The verses feature Niico rapping about slapping a woman's ass and offering her cash to perform a sexual act. He also mentions only wanting the head if the woman is "trashed," which implies that he is only interested in engaging with a woman who is under the influence of drink or drugs.

Overall, the lyrics of "Bag" paint a picture of a life consumed by the pursuit of money and material gain, with little regard for morality or ethical behaviour.

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Karim Kharbouch, Scherwin Charles, Nico Burrell

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