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bway yungy - bag na lyrics

[chorus]
they say, “lil’ n_gga, hold your head high”
i’m like, “f_ck you, n_gga, you ain’t never do nothin’ for me”
if you ain’t my mama or my bros, you can’t ask for nothin’
i’m doin’ good, i’m livin’ good, since you ain’t ask, but say you love me
remember i was bummy, i’m that same n_gga that came from nothin’
i got a bag now
can show my ass off
got a bad b_tch just to wipe me down
wanna ride, bro’nem got the sticks in the car, huh
n_gga, them sticks involved
catch his ass lackin’, i’m lettin’ him have it
no nfl, he gettin’ picked off

[verse 1]
it’s consequences when you f_ck with us
this n_gga must be trippin’ off angel dust
he moved wrong and he got flushed
you in beef, n_gga, what you slippin’ for?
7.62s, n_gga, let ’em off
caught this n_gga out of bounds
shouldn’t’ve had my name in his mouth
he lost, hе can’t be found
one, two, three, knock him down
turn your smile into a frown
don’t bе stupid, how many bullets take for a hundred clowns?
leave ’em clueless, all this gun smoke, but no sh_lls on the ground
remember when they turned me down, now all these b_tches want me now
he can talk that sh_t, when we catch him, reason he gettin’ popped
on that block, he can’t be recognized, he gettin’ shot
punched him down, hit him so hard that his shoes flew off
don’t bump opps around here, a n_gga get your speakers blew off
[chorus]
they say, “lil’ n_gga, hold your head high”
i’m like, “f_ck you, n_gga, you ain’t never do nothin’ for me”
if you ain’t my mama or my bros, you can’t ask for nothin’
i’m doin’ good, i’m livin’ good, since you ain’t ask, but say you love me
remember i was bummy, i’m that same n_gga that came from nothin’
i got a bag now
can show my ass off
got a bad b_tch just to wipe me down
wanna ride, bro’nem got the sticks in the car, huh
n_gga, them sticks involved
catch his ass lackin’, i’m lettin’ him have it
no nfl, he gettin’ picked off

[verse 2]
a n_gga ain’t never do sh_t for me
before gettin’ money, i was robbin’
sellin’ weed ain’t never work, was steady smokin’ all my profit
only job i ever had was cuttin’ grass to make some dollars
sixty on the reggie pack and it joke for to get me hide it
with my cousins playin’ cops and robbers, n_gga, i was the robber
started off as caps, now we got them tools, they way louder
fill your ass up with these slugs, you gon’ need way more than a doctor
don’t disrespect me like that, b_tch, you know that i’m a f_ckin’ goblin, huh

[interlude]
and that’s that
these b_tch_ass n_ggas don’t want no f_ckin’ smoke with us
ho_ass n_ggas
these n_ggas ain’t even like that on they side, n_gga
you know we gon’ ride ’til the motherf_ckin’ wheels fall off
[chorus]
they say, “lil’ n_gga, hold your head high”
i’m like, “f_ck you, n_gga, you ain’t never do nothin’ for me”
if you ain’t my mama or my bros, you can’t ask for nothin’
i’m doin’ good, i’m livin’ good, since you ain’t ask, but say you love me
remember i was bummy, i’m that same n_gga that came from nothin’
i got a bag now
can show my ass off
got a bad b_tch just to wipe me down
wanna ride, bro’nem got the sticks in the car, huh
n_gga, them sticks involved
catch his ass lackin’, i’m lettin’ him have it
no nfl, he gettin’ picked off

- bway yungy lyrics

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