Rob You
Ayo
Baggy in da building
Spitting some shit to yall mofuckers out there
You feel me doug?
You feel Baggy Saint G in your goddamn area
Represent myself and I only
Ay
Ay
Ay
I come on the beat like I ain't give a fuck of shit
But I give fuck of shit like Glaentzer Don give fuck of kids
Who cares of Baggy opinions?
Baggy ain't serious
Bitch I eat everyday Cheerios cereal
How can't I be serious?
Baggy G
The master like Muten San in the house
But I'm not into pows
I like saying the same shit many times
'Till your good sense can't be found and your nervous system get shocked down
Get the fuck out my way 'cause I'm gonna make noise loudly
I'm tryna tell you why I'm involved in the murder in the backseats
I got no problem sayin shit
You can call me crazy ladies
But I'd rather die twice instead of lick an ass daily
Like you fucking lazy dickheads like the fucking Donnarummas babies
Hate me 'cause I hate women talking like the women are above the male beings
But I love 'em when they wanna ride the Saint's dick
Baggy is gonna rob you
'Cause you stupids
Hang around with costly stuff
Baggy is gonna rob you
Cause you stupids
Hang around with costly stuff
Knock 'em
Fuck 'em
Who tell you stop it tell him suck my dick 'fore I'm gonna shoot him
Baggy likes the rotten
Giving fuck of nothing
"Baggy I'm your friend what's the matter darling?"
Bitch I'm fucking
I don't give a fuck what you think
I don't give a fuck if my style is classified like shit
I don't give a fuck if everything in this shit's dumb
I don't give a fuck neither when I'm screamin' down the street
I have a lil cock
I'm bipolar
I hate women but I love cunts
A social patological being with no love thoughts
Tell me what to do
I don't know
Maybe fucking Lisa Ann would make me way calm
But she's busy having bigger implants
Some say I'm crazy 'cause the rhymes I spit
Some say I'm idiot 'cause the way I make my clothes fit
Some say I'm dumb 'cause my English in Italy
Some can't talk 'cause Baggy cut their tongue and make 'em swallow it
Baggy is gonna rob you
'Cause you stupids
Hang around with costly stuff
Baggy is gonna rob you
Cause you stupids
Hang around with costly stuff
Baggy gonna rob you mothafucker
Baggy in da building
Spitting some shit to yall mofuckers out there
You feel me doug?
You feel Baggy Saint G in your goddamn area
Represent myself and I only
Ay
Ay
Ay
I come on the beat like I ain't give a fuck of shit
But I give fuck of shit like Glaentzer Don give fuck of kids
Who cares of Baggy opinions?
Baggy ain't serious
Bitch I eat everyday Cheerios cereal
How can't I be serious?
Baggy G
The master like Muten San in the house
But I'm not into pows
I like saying the same shit many times
'Till your good sense can't be found and your nervous system get shocked down
Get the fuck out my way 'cause I'm gonna make noise loudly
I'm tryna tell you why I'm involved in the murder in the backseats
I got no problem sayin shit
You can call me crazy ladies
But I'd rather die twice instead of lick an ass daily
Like you fucking lazy dickheads like the fucking Donnarummas babies
Hate me 'cause I hate women talking like the women are above the male beings
But I love 'em when they wanna ride the Saint's dick
Baggy is gonna rob you
'Cause you stupids
Hang around with costly stuff
Baggy is gonna rob you
Cause you stupids
Hang around with costly stuff
Knock 'em
Fuck 'em
Who tell you stop it tell him suck my dick 'fore I'm gonna shoot him
Baggy likes the rotten
Giving fuck of nothing
"Baggy I'm your friend what's the matter darling?"
Bitch I'm fucking
I don't give a fuck what you think
I don't give a fuck if my style is classified like shit
I don't give a fuck if everything in this shit's dumb
I don't give a fuck neither when I'm screamin' down the street
I have a lil cock
I'm bipolar
I hate women but I love cunts
A social patological being with no love thoughts
Tell me what to do
I don't know
Maybe fucking Lisa Ann would make me way calm
But she's busy having bigger implants
Some say I'm crazy 'cause the rhymes I spit
Some say I'm idiot 'cause the way I make my clothes fit
Some say I'm dumb 'cause my English in Italy
Some can't talk 'cause Baggy cut their tongue and make 'em swallow it
Baggy is gonna rob you
'Cause you stupids
Hang around with costly stuff
Baggy is gonna rob you
Cause you stupids
Hang around with costly stuff
Baggy gonna rob you mothafucker
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Writer(s): Giorgio Fantoni
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