Get to the bag
Foe Way Ra
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Get to the bag dad I gotta get to the bag It's time to buy a money counter This shit coming too fast Get to the bag dad I gotta get to the bag It's time to buy a money counter This shit coming too fast I gotta get to the bag Naw I ain't repping no flags It's dbh up in this bitch And we be popping them tags We be wearing that red And we be wearing that blue RIP out to my homeboy Louisville Clu Playa haters everywhere You gotta watch ya back Sucka ducka ass Niggas Tryna steal ya sack Foe I let a nigga take it I'm a put one in him You better try to pull some slick shit From the beginning And if ya ass get away Ya ass better hide When I see ya face I ain't dropping my pride Only thing that I'm dropping These mafuckin' hollow tips Come to Hustleville and get ya bitch ass pistol whipped Beat him with a pistol grip Send him off abandon ship Crumble ya whole body up Like a fucking tater chip Get back to my block Where them niggas selling rocks Stay in safe spots Where them niggas watch for cops Get to the bag dad I gotta get to the bag It's time to buy a money counter This shit coming too fast Get to the bag dad I gotta get to the bag It's time to buy a money counter This shit coming too fast Time to buy a money counter This shit coming too fast Gotta put this shit in bags Like I'm raking the grass On my lil John shit Now it's time to invest How much that hospital cost Talking bout north crest We gone buy em all up Even out in the west Promote my songs in them bitches Nurses shaking they ass Then it's on to the next Need a private jet Take a trip to bowling green Go and buy me a vet Custom made skat pack Motor in the back I don't even drive that Where my Beamer at Niggas hating on my name Say my music wack Thought you had a lil song Where ya screamers at Keep them real niggas with me holsters attached 50 round exstendo Blow out cha back Get to the bag dad I gotta get to the bag It's time to buy a money counter This shit coming too fast Get to the bag dad I gotta get to the bag It's time to buy a money counter This shit coming too fast My sleepless nights I encounter Helping me with my flow I wake up outta a dream And let my ink pen go An optimo filled with grams of dro A make my talent show Like a talent show I put the pieces together Like I be working a puzzle And pray to god every night Because everyday it's a struggle I gotta make it no faking Ain't got no time to be waiting I wanna live the hood life While you contemplating Still living in the crib At ya mama's house Thirteen years old I was king of the drought Always stay motivated highly driven Had it hard coming up Rats in the kitchen Real talk no lie I done came a long way Selling forty dollar pieces Every minute of the day I ain't never sold out I ain't never been a snitch Get cha brains blowed out Fucking round with my click From a itty gritty city Called Russellville Every nigga in my click Recognized as real nigga Get to the bag dad I gotta get to the bag It's time to buy a money counter This shit coming too fast Get to the bag dad I gotta get to the bag It's time to buy a money counter This shit coming too fast
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