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Lil Bagg

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Looking for a fresh slip, I'm finna get around
I'm a pit, moving real dog, I could sick a hound
How u got the best Za, couldn't flip a pound
Pop him, then put him in a wall, like that shit a mount
I could work for the bank, I know how to count
Move at least five in a day, I know how to ounce
Your lil bitch, riding dick, she know how to bounce
When it come paper, I'm like a cat, I know how to pounce
This shit about the ups and downs, I'm on a mountain
Everyday wake up to different plays, I'm steady counting
Hit the club could make it rain, like i'm a fountain
Lost way of life, MIA, I might've found it
Shit I'm Fucking wit the plays, I'm no accountant
Hit the bitch, ignore her for some days, she calling pouting
I might answer at the chase, I stay around it
Putting extra O's, in your bank, like I was rounding
Pour a four, I'm out of space, but still drowning
Lot of niggas, ain't fucking with me, they still clowning
That bitch got you in your feelings, you still frowning
If you ever seen me wit the bitch, could still pound it
Keep my head up, I gotta watch my surroundings
If a nigga wanna back door me, this forty howling
Kash passed another ten, I'm still downing
I might flash ten, for you niggas who still doubting
Looking for a fresh slip, I'm finna get around
I'm a pit, moving real dog, I could sick a hound
How u got the best Za, couldn't flip a pound
Pop him, then put him in a wall, like that shit a mount
I could work for the bank, I know how to count
Move at least five in a day, I know how to ounce
Your lil bitch, riding dick, she know how to bounce
When it come paper, I'm like a cat, I know how to pounce
See my story, they like "Bagg in another state"
I be state to state, with the gang, make another play
Heard you still in the crib, eating your mother plates
No, I can never slow down, going another pace
When it come to the hoes, I'll never chase
Me and gang all going up, we ain't gotta race
I can punch a BNB so I got a place
I can f*ck his bitch, off a ten, now she out of lace
Long way from the raq, I couldn't imagine
Heard my brother died, off the shrooms, that shit was tragic
I can get a fucking Mac and do some magic
I'm a do this shit for the gang without them asking
Woke up and I made ten-k ain't giving tactics
I can make a 20 in a day they think I'm hacking
I could shoot a brick like I was frank, but I ain't shaq-in
I could get you gone, off a call, like I'm a captain
Lookin for a fresh slip, I'm finna get around
I'm a pit, moving real dog, I could sick a hound
How u got the best za, couldn't flip a pound
Pop him, then put him in a wall, like that shit a mount
I could work for the bank, I know how to count
Move at least five in a day, I know how to ounce
Your lil bitch, riding dick, she know how to bounce
When it come paper, I'm like a cat, I know how to pounce

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