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Ayyy I done told y’all
Pussy ass niggas
Go and get my fucking bag

I need a Lui bag


I fuck up a bag in a
Minute
G9 in my bag and
I’m getting it

inna one fi diss di Gaza Badman
Yuh inform pan Johnny, Mice and Ratbat
And haffi run weh from Sea
View weh yuh come from
And a call man chatta box
Anyway

clouds
To smoke with me is pricey
Coco on her nose
She wash it down with dick
And ice tea 
Don't care if you like me
Chilling nigga Icy

Icy Icy
You know

I'm twisted as the tea that I'mma smack you in yo cheek with
Went and brought your whole damn team for me
Talkin 'bout some G shit
But then one

as a shoe box, it felt like a vault
Now I got real money, that "fuck how you feel" money
That "nigga, you look at me wrong, get killed" money

You gon' be

Get lit

Rednext Level

Argent Legal

2016

your brain
Est-ce que tu veux get lit?
Deux onces avec le prince

Arizona Ice-Tea ajoute un peu de codeine
J’aurais envie de get wavy
Arizona Ice-Tea

Pullin' out the coupe at the lot
Told 'em fuck 12, fuck SWAT
Bustin' all the bells out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick in

to get in my bag
I can not sit on my ash
I gotta get me some cash
When your money up better be cautious
Who you telling your your tea and your coffee
Gotta

Vuitton bag, bag, bag
확실히 노력은 돈값 해
내 Prada bag, bag, bag
내 위치를 나타내 돈이 내 빽

돈 버는 게 쉽녜 쟨
아니야 piece of cake
그게 내 돈 위해
내가 지키는 에티켓

우리는 바빠 자판 cup

Linked in wit Purp
And I've syrup sippin
My lil gatta boo
Been dropping tea on me
Jack jumping
Know I pluggy
Bruh gon drop the fee for me
Like how

Out of debt that's debt debt debt
I play in her throat that's neck neck neck
Drive a rolls that's cap cap cap
A whole lot of bands in my bag bag bag
Bad

ain't even strap
Yeah am in my bag, ohh am always strapped
Yeah I run things, and we ain't even strap
Oouu I'm in my bag
Tryna put me in a box (ahh ahh)

I said go bag go
Go bag go
Go bag go
Go bag go
I'ma get the sack
And get the bag
After boomin'
Hustlin' ass nigga
You could catch me in my moments
Go

In the morning and it crack
I wasn't drinking coffee
I was drinking all the tea
Coffee beans would make you rat
Ima listen
Ima take up all the tea
Then

Bullets really  screaming like a tea pot
Hot and ready little Cesar's
Out the meat box
Detox
Shorty giving face in some knee socks
You fighting fair ima hit

What u know about keeping G's in a shoe box
I'm talking grands and some grams sitting by my riffle box
Homies took some losses on the block tryna

Pullin' out the coupe at the lot
Told 'em "Fuck 12, fuck SWAT"
Bustin' all the bales out the box
I just hit a lick with the box
Had to put the stick

My Friend

Jimi Hendrix

The Cry of Love

1971

and footprints
Pulls up to my soap-box door
Now a lady with a pearl-handled necktie
Tied to the driver's fence
Breathes in my face
Bourbon and coke possessed

Got the bag for the low I had to take that hoe
Many niggaz really ratting at the station tho
I take my time doing shit I’m really patient tho
And no

I need them palaces Shabazz
I can flip the bag
Bunky drop hits
Pull it out the stash
I be too lit
I be in my bag
She wanna be mine
I think Imma pass

I need a sweet lemon ice tea for the road
A body bag full of empty clothes
A cigarette and somewhere I can stay
Because what we had you've torn

Her best friend told her
You the Sugar Honey Iced Tea
And bitch you better
Show Him It's That
Lil shawty better
Throw that shit back
And when I'm

Aye

[Chorus: Bands]
I just want a lot of cash
I just want a lot of racks
I just want a lot of racks
I just want a lot of racks
Stack it up in my bag

Icey

Young Thug

On the Rvn

2018

she got a Thug wannabe
Woah, Demon Hellcat and I'm tearin' up the streets
Woah, I got that gun they can't pat on me
Woah, I tote a brand new bag