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gotta whole new style yeah, I came to win
People know me as the mannequin
So imma go and level up like I’m playing with Ken
Crossing in my lane damn

booty Judy with a bag she gone let it clap
It's bad bitches only kissing girls and I'm in to that
This a pussy party pass that hoe around hope you can

my whole temple
I can’t let go of demo’s that’s when desperation strikes
Momma you know I am blinded by the passion
That explains these bags under my

On god
Then I got right in my bag
Bitch I'm up yeah
All these lil niggas wanna be me
Copycat you can't see me
How I'm coming undefeated
I Got a girl but

And all my dogs on this ride wit me
Flow infinitely
Flow sickly give sermons
The pope in me
Excuse my thoughts the truth man
I really do this man
On kids

That poor son of a bitch
Will be working while in going
Woo woo woo woo woo woo bing
Bought a bus pass hope you know that, like Rosa I don’t go back

a bag,
They make me get my focus back, then I choke the gat

Chorus:

When it came to gettin' that money I did whatever it took,
Fuck dividin' the power,

of the emulator
I am the beguiler and lighter of fires
You claiming style gets you miles when you running in idle
And I don't liken to idols
The fight by pilot

it's for sure ou yeh
A lotta items in my bag but I'm trynna see the shit in person
Shawty my say I'm snake
But imma tell a realer version
A pair of ice

pockets filled with dubs,
And yo nigga he a scrub
Every day I miss my niggas,
I be missin' what it was
How the fuck I get a sack
How the fuck I get a bag

to the area they're working on
Oh, God, I would hate feeling in the cold like that
I tried to tell him, you know as my mind
That it's okay to die
I mean, if he

and I'm better, I'm talking my shit (Uh huh)
These hoes just fuck with me in hopes I get rich (Mmh)
No lie, right now a nigga is broke as a bitch
Give me

gne bury me wit bags of fetty
And remember me like Big, Slim (Soulja) and Makaveli
Its my tyme

Hook

Verse 2
Im in a Baton Rouge state of mind
Im

in second like February
[00:29.03] Inside all my ppl coffins, there’s kings and queens in all them
[00:32.64] Outside all my ppl marchin’ but still

(Tryna live my life)

DAYS IS LOOKIN BRIGHT


AYE!!!

BITCH BAD TURN UP
BIG BAGS WE GON TURN UP TURN UP AYE!
WORK HARD I TURN UP
GO IN I TURN UP
TURN UP

gettin' paid, I got dead pres in that brown bag

And I been ridin' round makin' money all day
Fuckin' bitches, makin' that money all day
Been on my

Holding out for a new sentence
Make another bag and that's a new pendant
Therapy sessions been seeking new questions
If i conquer all my goals what's

hard
Bitch you'd think I need it
I been grindin' so I work so hard
Bitch I pop up
Yo bitch gettin' mopped up
Uh
Yeah
Every time she in my crib you'd

Hello everybody good afternoon
I'm still here, still stuck up in this padded room
Kinda feeling like I'm tripping off a bag of shrooms
Got my made up I'm

Milestones, for me they're just "trial stones"
And by that, I mean they're transient down to the bone
You reach out and try to grasp 'em in your

This bitch never gave me chance
So I check the gram and she got buffs on
I'm not the average nigga
So I got my buff on
Push ups every night
Plus

you get a lil money and they'll ass kiss you

Opps want smoke 
4Sho '
Unload these Magazines 
Yall instagram runners 
Yall dont attract a thing 
My

talking to
Let me hop in my bag and collect my loot
Ima pull up on you in my coupe
Tryna link up I'm finna scoop
No more funny business I've met you through

that fire

Shadow wax in the freezer
How you doing
I think
I love the song, my fish is called Tweezer

Tweezer
Hangin' out
I run off, yeah
Gettin' litty