The Bag (feat. FTO PABLO)
Trippy Tahe
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Y'all know this shit really easy to me like .. Ight this for entertainment purposes only All my music is Use to fill da bag with cash ,till da bag rip Threw my mans a whole ahhh, it did a back flip know how to lays my bread, just for me to stack chips Feel like the post office just hand me the fucking package I'm not trynna be nice poor I rather be mad rich Always got a bb simions belt next to a bad bitch Shawty said she like abs because ,I never been average On my way to the top and I ant stopping soon Always inn em fast whips all you hear is vrooom Small body with a big head like a shroom Ran my bag up so much ital be back at noon Just like auto key Imma be always in tune Pop out inna forgien whip with them wraithy lights My mans said bet that u ant gotta say it twice Check clearing inna am or is it late at night Touching so much bread they think that shit fraud U not poppin if u ant got haters , f*ck em and just ball Call me doc rivers making all these fucking calls Smitty getting Litty all u see is the fucking law I had to hold it down but now I'm on sum new shit People pocket watching like how u get a new whip Feel like bob the builder keep a 30 inna ratchet All these jawns hate flexing but made out of plastic Don't try to run up I'll up pole and blast it Come drop this check so we can go in and cash it Talm bout you got pape talk bout recent not pastens Zaza that's what I'm Cheifin nigga hybrid, It stick like some glue I ain't never had a migraine, Bad bitch what it do swing her my way, the bitch know imma freak she gon eat it onna high way. Bitch this a hemi I ain't stopping for no cop car, wont cash out on no bitch might I be nice and throw a pop tart. Trynna get rich and from looks of it im not far, She looking at my jeans see the clip pistol rock hard. Adios after we fuxk lil bitch you gotta go trap really secured I choppa sitting by the do. Wisper in her ear let's rob yo daddy he so gotta know, Got Kobe in my stick if im wit trip I got 20 mo, You trynna run get did like Ricky, the rat done had a mouse the say the son look just like micky, I might come through like it's Christmas and come vomit through yo chimney, In the hood you ain't my nigga I might rob you for yo glizzy
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