
lil freaky - bag كلمات أغنية
sip this motherf_ royce the productions
this drink, that sh_t help me think
hm
neighborhood
glock, glock, sh_t, b_tch
i’ma go get me a bag
pull up then i paper tag
these b_tches be makin’ me mad
wrap his ass up like a bag
these n_ggas be goin’ out sad
we never goin’ out sad
pull up then i paper tag
i went and got me a bag
i’ma go get me a bag
pull up then i paper tag
these b_tches be makin’ me mad
wrap his ass up like a bag
these n_ggas be goin’ out sad
we never goin’ out sad
pull up then i paper tag
i went and got me a bag
i’m gon’ go get me some cash
know why this lil’ n_gga be mad
b_tch, you ain’t nothin’, you get passed
i’m itchin’, them perks on my ass
lil’ murdo, he pull up with masks
lil’ n_gga, you know that’s your ass
so many sticks, taliban
slide up, we pull up in van
i’m thinkin’ ’bout that new jag’
i’ma go blow that lil’ cash
get it right back on they ass
your lil’ b_tch callin’ me dad
big ol’ crib, i don’t need no flag
bangin’ it right on they ass
roll up a blunt of that gas
if i ain’t got no drink, i’ma spaz, d_mn
i’ma go get me a truck
then i’ma go fill that b_tch up
then i’ma go load that b_tch down
hundred round for a hundred clowns
your b_tch keep lookin’ me down
i’m thinkin’ she likin’ my style
so many sticks like lee chow
i do this sh_t for my child, d_mn
i do this sh_t for my kids
i don’t do sh_t for no b_tch
beamer coupe, i’ma go tint
so dark, you can’t even see in, d_mn
hop out and shoot at your whip
free my n_gga dora the b_tch
don’t worry, bro, i got your kid
i’m havin’ so much of this sh_t, d_mn
i’ma go get me a bag
pull up then i paper tag
these b_tches be makin’ me mad
wrap his ass up like a bag
these n_ggas be goin’ out sad
we never goin’ out sad
pull up then i paper tag
i went and got me a bag
i’ma go get me a bag
pull up then i paper tag
these b_tches be makin’ me mad
wrap his ass up like a bag
these n_ggas be goin’ out sad
we never goin’ out sad
pull up then i paper tag
i went and got me a bag
gunna gunna got a bag
pull up then i brand new paper tag
2016, the new jag’
four hundred pints and i’m sippin’ that act’
walked in the condo, she like where we at
two brothers talk down, we gon’ count up the racks
put that in the safe, b_tch, i got me a bag
we smokin’ gas out the bag
you know it help when i hit from the back
i f_ck her so good, she keep callin’ me back
b_tch, i’m a boss and i came from old nat
sh_t on you b_tches and k!ll all you rats
n_ggas be talkin’, they talkin’ ’bout nothin’
pourin’ the drank up, we sippin’ that muddy
you know i’ma cup it, you know this sh_t dirty
gunna, he know that, b_tch, i come for the money
i’m never goin’ out sad
wrap his ass up like a bag
that thirty be makin’ me sad
got two glocks, they came with two mags
no tim, but i pull up with mats
shoot your sh_t, left it shed
that pump, it gon’ blow out your back
kidnap him, wait for a tab
pull up and hop out with choppers and glocks
the neighbor can hear when we bustin’
you talkin’, we pull right on your block
we don’t have time for discussion
my young n_gga hang out the side of that drop with sticks, you know that they bustin’
these b_tches ain’t nothin’, you know i don’t love ’em
i was taught, “go get the money”
i’ma go get me a bag
pull up then i paper tag
these b_tches be makin’ me mad
wrap his ass up like a bag
these n_ggas be goin’ out sad
we never goin’ out sad
pull up then i paper tag
i went and got me a bag
i’ma go get me a bag
pull up then i paper tag
these b_tches be makin’ me mad
wrap his ass up like a bag
these n_ggas be goin’ out sad
we never goin’ out sad
pull up then i paper tag
i went and got me a bag
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