Bag Talk

Bag talk MooseWorld money demon
Im the type to cut the bitch for no reason
Off the loud you can hear what im thinkin
I got my own bag check a bitch cuz i need it

I needa freak bitch who be really wit it
Like what would you do for that meal ticket
Hit the pole get low said shes feelin it
Naw i aint yo last nigga bitch im real different
Box the load wit my bro countin franklins
Erry whip i hop in look like spaceships
I was told to getta bag n stay dangerous
Brodie said to keep an eye on who you hang wit
Day ones be the reason you danglin
I could never trust a soul whatchu sayin
Seen homie tell on brodie ask about em he aint my mans
How the fuck you solid quick to open like a pop can
Issa paid nigga party broke niggas cant get in
No squares in my circle errrybody on bullshit
See lil baby, i bleed her pockets need the whole kick
Watch the hoe trip i give a fuck what the hoe get
Bag talk MooseWorld money demon
Im the type to cut the bitch for no reason
Off the loud you can hear what im thinkin
I got my own bag check a bitch cuz i need it



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Writer(s): Kaleb Anderson
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