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db.boutabag - not at home كلمات أغنية

[intro: db.boutabag]
(lonis on this)
ayy, i’m ’bout a bag, ain’t gotta ask me

[chorus: db.boutabag]
ayy, where all the good b_tches go? i see ’em glorifyin’ fake sh_t
and i’m too quick to cut the head off a snake b_tch
what’s crazy how that seven bands you made, you gotta lay in (you gotta lay in)
you just bend on blade sh_t, i won’t say sh_t
the way she keep blowin’ up my phone make me hate this b_tch
i’m on the road, not at home chasin’ pape’ and sh_t
if she is not in her bag, i gotta shake this b_tch
i just left the mall, copped some louis with some bape and sh_t

[verse 1: db.boutabag]
if you wanna jump in your bag, you gotta take a risk
n_gga, all i gotta do is sl!ck talk or i won’t pape’ and sh_t
i can’t worry ’bout what you want if it don’t make me rich
i’m an ugly n_gga with a bad b_tch like lilo and stitch
add me up, b_tch, these diamonds on my chains cost a few bricks
b_tch, watch me run that bag up like i got two kicks
stop makin’ all them diss songs, i don’t know who dude this
sh_t fun and games until we figure out where dude live
it’s all fun and games until we figure out where dude stay
ridin’ ’round in that old_ass benz, you need some new brakes
thirty shots, two_plus_three gen glock keep a n_gga safe
but in my section, they say stay dangerous ’cause we break safes
in my section, better be on tip, tie your shoelace
(thirty shots, two_plus_three gen glock keep a n_gga safe
ridin’ ’round in that old_ass benz, you need some new brakes
but in my section, they say stay dangerous ’cause we break safes)
[chorus: db.boutabag]
ayy, where did all the good b_tches go? i see ’em glorifyin’ fake sh_t
and i’m too quick to cut the head off a snake b_tch
what’s crazy how that seven bands you made, you gotta lay in (you gotta lay in)
you just bend on blade sh_t, i won’t say sh_t
the way she keep blowin’ up my phone make me hate this b_tch
i’m on the road, not at home chasin’ pape’ and sh_t
if she is not in her bag, i gotta shake this b_tch
i just left the mall, copped some louis with some bape and sh_t

[verse 2: big sad 1900]
hot n_gga, i can’t argue with you, i’d block n_ggas
if i catch you leakin’ in the streets, then i’ma pop n_ggas (yeah)
louis ‘fit cost seven thousand, you can spot n_ggas
goin’ out soft about a b_tch none of my n_ggas
i just count a hundred while you n_ggas makin’ diss songs
runnin’ red lights in the ‘vette and my wrist blown
you a broke b_tch and your n_gga broke, get on
woke up out my sleep, broke a ho and put my kicks on (yeah)
i don’t wanna talk, b_tch, h_ll nah
always knew i’d be a star and i tried to tell y’all
they ain’t never said my name and it was bell calls
tellin’ brother that i love cuz through a jail call (i love you, n_gga)
i’m prayin’ that i could come across a good b_tch
still pretty, still smart, that’s my lil’ hood b_tch
i got the 40 in the party and i wish they would trip
yeah, i knew her brother, this her mother that i live, n_gga
[chorus: db.boutabag]
ayy, where did all the good b_tches go? i see ’em glorifyin’ fake sh_t
and i’m too quick to cut the head off a snake b_tch
what’s crazy how that seven bands you made, you gotta lay in (you gotta lay in)
you just bend on blade sh_t, i won’t say sh_t
the way she keep blowin’ up my phone make me hate this b_tch
i’m on the road, not at home chasin’ pape’ and sh_t
if she is not in her bag, i gotta shake this b_tch
i just left the mall, copped some louis with some bape and sh_t

- db boutabag

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