In My Bag

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Kilsquadd

Kilsquadd is a musical artist known for their unique style that blends elements of hip-hop, trap, and electronic music. Their catchy beats and clever wordplay have gained them a following among fans of contemporary rap. Kilsquadd's distinct sound, combined with their energetic performances, has established them as a rising talent in the music industry. more »

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[intro]

Paper runnin, til a nigga on, yeah thats the move

Bitch if you dumb, then im dumb, times that shit by a two

They sayin everything about us, brody i aint heard ‘bout you

Set my shit up, so you know a nigga never lose 


[Verse 1]

I got tired of lookin at them greens, started chasin the blues 

But i was always gettin money, bitch dont get it confused 

I Need a bad bitch, with a bad bitch, just to shine my shoes

Talk my shit its buisness time, bitch thats all i do

Niggas aint got what it takes, to supply they risk 

Niggas ain’t even got no cheese, to supply they bitch

I call up ice man or jefé, for the finest shit 

Too much money flyin’ around, you can’t find yo bitch


[chorus 1]

Said im on go, and Theres no stoppin 
Im a do, what im a do, aint got no options

(Yeah, yeah...)

Beefin’ wit niggas, who got no profit
Instead of getting in yo bag, what is yo logic?

Said Im a do, what it takes 
Beat the road up, I can break a heavyweight 

We fasho comin, if its money on the plate 

Tryna stack this shit up, finna hit the roof of my safe

(Ooh yeah..)



[verse 2]

Damn, why my heart so cold?

Put her in her feelings, then a nigga go ghost

Tryna be my wife, but you got talent like a hoe 

Always road runnin, i aint ever stayin home  

Rest in peace, to pussy niggas, who claimed solid but they fold

Free all of them niggas, who had rats up in they homes

I got sick of all my bitches, i aint answerin my phone

Always did it for the family, could’ve did it on my own

My bitch, suck my dick, and taste the loyal in my bones

Damn lil baby, work it thorough, take it slow

She got exquisite taste, thats why she love to eat the goat

She gunna ride it, like a stallion 
And hold nigga pole

It get smurkish where i go, so she prayin for my soul

Always runnin to this money, got me wearin out my soles

Started smellin like money, now im in a bitch nose

Niggas never showed no love, now they blowin up my phone...


[Chorus 2] 

Said im on go, and Theres no stoppin 
Im a do, what im a do, aint got no options

(Yeah, yeah...)

Beefin’ wit niggas, who got no profit
Instead of getting in yo bag, what is yo logic?

Said Im a do, what it takes 
Beat the road up, I can break a heavyweight 

We fasho comin, if its money on the plate 

Tryna stack this shit up, finna hit the roof of my safe

(Ooh yeah..)

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