In My Bag
CornBreezyy Deniro
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I be in mah bag... Man these niggas can fck wit me... If you ride wit me Keep yo hands wea dey pose tah be... Grippin onna that 40 Shoot that bitch like Robert Horry... I feel like Roddy Rich How I be fckin up the Forgis... I be in mah bag... She ain neva gon ignore me... She be walkin round na crib Throwin allat ass up on me... I be tryna run a check up from the night until the morning... I be drippin designa... She knowin I’m gettin money... Cartier Onna Lens... Givenchy from France... Yea Uh, She match my Fly... I been Settin Trends... I’m in Mah Bag... tell that bitch get in his... yea lil bitch Big 40 on Me... this Glock my best friend... She be walkin roun na crib wit ha hair tied yea She don’t like dick but she fck wit mines yea Wipe his nose a like a zanny line yea Got my hands all on ha panty line yea Blue and Black but this ain’t finish line yea F*ck 12, bitch Ima carry mine yea Got gas all in my insides yea Fck nigga we ain kiddin roun hea... We got glockies and FN’s roun hea... Blue tips... knock a nigga whole soul outta him... Shot so many times... His soul caught a clip... Bitch be easy... tell that hoe get a grip... Count tha money... Feel like Buns ina Basement... Make a nigga strip if he ain complacent... Fck nigga you don’t want WAR you faking... We gone get on yo ass wit dem Draco’s... Ball a nigga ass up nigga like some claydoh... Maybe den you get picture we don’t playdoh... Come thew this bitch shootin dey Betta lay low... I ain goin fa shit... If it ain that face hoe... Turn nigga hat to a halo... yea Drippin ina designa... I be Fly asl... yea She know how I get... When I’m in my bag yea... Ion see no opponents... Iz Up from hea... I be in mah bag... Man dese niggas can fck wit me... If you ride wit me Keep yo hands wea dey pose tah be... Grippin onna that 40 Shoot that bitch like Robert Horry... I feel like Roddy Rich How I be fckin up the Forgis... I be in mah bag... She ain neva gon ignore me... She be walkin round na crib Throwin allat ass up on me... I be tryna run a check up from the night until the morning... I be drippin designa... She knowin I’m gettin money... I be in mah bag... Man these niggas can fck wit me .. If you ride wit me Keep yo hands wea dey pose tah be... Grippin onna that 40 Shoot that bitch like Robert Horry... I feel like Roddy Rich How I be fckin up the Forgis... I be in mah bag... She ain neva gon ignore me... She be walkin round na crib Throwin allat ass up on me... I be tryna run a check up from the night until da morning... I be drippin designa... She knowin I’m gettin money... Uh Fck nigga we on do competitions... Big glock... bitch we all got extensions... He on want tha smoke nigga we handle... bidness All my niggas they roddy we ina trenches... And I been liftin stick like suspensions... On na same bullshit since elementary... Only difference is nigga my nuts got Bigga... Fcked a bunch a bitches... I’m that nigga... TAB nigga I ain switchin... yea... Ima Be Tru DMG ta da End... Lost so many niggas I can’t feel shit... yea Sipp soo much drank... Now my heart turnin purple... Earned my Purple Heart... Ina trenches we the soldiers... I done stayed solid lil nigga Ima boulder... Bag so fckin big gotta carry it Onna Shoulders Betta Watch yo mouth lil nigga you a neva hoe us... Ass so big spread the cheeks... When I pole ha... Drippin ina designa... Gotta keep this shit in motion... You cant a nigga tell me different... We the chosen... Neva trust a bitch Gotta keep my heart my frozen... They know ima shooter... Like my last name DeRozan... She know dat I’m fckin wit da hoes... Keep the blue strips... Gotta keep that thang close... Don’t get in my way Lil nigga Ima Blow I be in mah bag... Man these niggas can fck wit me... If you ride wit me Keep yo hands wea dey pose tah be... Grippin onna that 40 Shoot that bitch like Robert Horry... I feel like Roddy Rich How I be fckin up the Forgis... I be in mah bag... She ain neva gon ignore me... She be walkin round na crib Throwin allat ass up on me... I be tryna run a check up from the night until da morning... I be drippin designa... She knowin I’m gettin money... I be in mah bag... Man dese niggas can fck wit me... If you ride wit me Keep yo hands wea dey pose tah be... Grippin onna that 40 Shoot that bitch like Robert Horry... I feel like Roddy Rich How I be fckin up the Forgis... I be in mah bag.. She ain neva gon ignore me.. She be walkin round na crib Throwin allat ass up on me.. I be tryna run a check up from the night until da morning.. I be drippin designa.. She knowin I’m gettin money...
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