Verse 1
           A                   Bm 
If you wonderin’ why I changed up 
               A                    E 
Tell ‘em the money is why I changed up 
             A                         E 
I’m gettin' high, smokin’ with angels 
                  Gbm                  E 
You know I can't hate, that’s what a lame does 
                 A                      Bm 
Bring it back, stackin’ this money, but I still can’t forget the past 
 A                        E 
Stack it up and save it 'cause this rap shit never lasts 
D              Dbm       Bm 
Never spittin' no lies ‘cause you know this shit is facts 
Gbm                    E 
Motherf*ckers is mad ‘cause they never scratched my back 
A                      Bm 
I did it on my own and I don’t owe you nothin' now 
A              E 
Had to go and get it and make momma proud 
A                 Bm 
All of my bitches and exes are so mad 
A                     E 
‘Cause they know that I finally just got the bag 
A                 Bm 
You know you can blame it on the f*ckin’ cash 
A               E 
Told you when I get it I'ma f*ckin’ spaz 
 
Chorus
D Dbm          Bm             A 
      You can blame it on the bag 
 
Verse 2
E                                 A 
If she badmouth me, you know that thot broke 
               Bm                       A 
I got so much money, I might go cop a Picasso 
            E                         A 
Oh my God, this Stone Island got me drippin’ 
                Bm                           A 
Now all of my hatin' cousins wanna come and visit 
                 E                             A 
At the airport, paparazzi snappin’ all these pictures 
           Bm 
Still can remember on the last day 
A            E           D  Dbm 
That I was feelin' kinda sad 
Bm                   A 
Oh my God, all this cash 
                   E                          A 
Every time I see these bitches, they all look mad 
                 Bm 
Tellin' me I’m different but you know I know that 
A                    E 
Chuck the deuce and tell ‘em they can just 
A                     Bm            A 
Blame it, blame it, blame it on the bag 
                 E                    A 
You know that I always wanted all of that 
                 Bm                     A 
Told you when I get it, I ain’t comin' back 
              E                       A 
Every time I see these haters, always mad 
 
Chorus
D  Dbm       Bm           A    E 
   You can blame it on the bag 
 
Verse 3
            A                       Bm 
F*ck that, bring it back, don’t you ever forget just where I started 
A                             E 
I heard your favorite rapper album and that shit is garbage 
A                         Bm 
Out of everyone on that list, you know that I’m the hardest 
D              Dbm              Bm 
Took my momma out of debt, you know I'm on it 
A                Bm 
Stuntin' hard, stuntin' hard with the swag 
A             E 
Want it all, ‘bout to blow a hunnid racks 
D       Dbm  Bm 
I want more, tell 'em gimme all of that 
A                E 
All of this cash be the reason why I sag 
A                    Bm 
Put this shit on my mama and dad 
       A                           E 
I only do this for my mom and dad, put God above all my cash 
 A                 Bm                    A 
In a Bentley as I hit the gas, I used to be a supa, baggin' trash 
E 
And now these haters can 
 
Chorus
A                Bm 
Blame it on the bag 
A                E 
Blame it on the bag 
D        Dbm     Bm  |A E 
Blame it on the bag 
 
Outro
|A Bm |A E |A Bm |A E 
|D Dbm