Bag (feat. Dz2Tact)
Yung D
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Get that bag, got that swag Call me Mr. Splash Always runnin' to the money I'm never losin' track, yeah Gotta keep my money in my stash Niggas actin' funny, ain't with all that All I'm doin' gettin' these racks, yeah Money on my mind, I'm on the right path Bitches ain't shit, all of them is trash Focus on the bag, now I'm to attach Countin' up these racks, now I got the packs, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be countin' these racks I don't know where to be at So much make that bitch came back Iced out, I'm iced out again I love my money, nice and crisp Hustling hard so I can buy me a new whip Niggas be hating, but I don't be givin' a shit I just be focused on the money, that's really it Smokin' that Za that bitch really hit I need a bad bitch to suck my dick F*ck her so good, she started a limp Young nigga be getting to lit Throwing money like Salary sticks, Yuh What the f*ck you think this is? Run your money up, then we can speak again Pockets so full, that bitch thicker than her friend Drippin' so hard, I need a bin Now I started the fuckin' trend Gang, gang, ayy, Get to the bag Niggas be pussy, they goin' out sad Me and Yung D yuh we too fuckin' tact Walk down gang, nigga, I'm finna blast Gang, I'm tryna put these pussies in the past When I catch me an opp, I'll have him runnin track Runnin' and duckin', don't get your head tapped Talkin' on Eli, you get put in a pack Bitch, I'm Big Dze, nigga, I cannot lack I be huntin' for the cash Run up for the fuckin' racks Ballin hard like Steve Nash Niggas know I'm official, I'm up If they say that it's up, niggas know that it's stuck I'ma keep on flockin' till that nigga jump When that lil' nigga die, he get smoked like some runtz Ayo, Yung D, spin through the field I throw 6, you throw 3 in the motherfuckin' field That's is on bro, yo, I do this for real If I spot B.T.K., they get popped like a pill Ice on my neck, VVS, give me chills All these bitches on me, finna f*ck for the thrill Run for the bag till I'm motherfuckin' ill If I spot Lil' Monkey, have him fuckin' sealed That's Mike, I can tell by the fit Nigga broke like a bitch, nigga, get you some drip B.T.K. Jay, who the f*ck is that dude? Spot that lil' nigga, put him in the news We hunt on them boys like the headhunter While we spin through they block with that red drummer Big bread in a Red Hummer Shawty givin' me head like the head hunger Dze E, nigga, B.T.K., nigga, word to my dick Everything K, nigga, get to the Bag Get that bag, got that swag Call me Mr. Splash Always runnin' to the money, I'm never losin' track, yeah Gotta keep my money in my stash Niggas actin' funny, ain't with all that All I'm doin' gettin' these racks, yeah Money on my mind, I'm on the right path Bitches ain't shit, all of them is trash Focus on the bag, now I'm to attach Countin' up these racks, now I got the packs, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Written by: Davion Ehi
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