Bag Talk
Bitch it's Blackheart on that bullshit (uhhh)
Yesssirrr let the bag talk
No cap let the bag talk
Bitch I'm lit let the bag talk
Let the bag talk
Hop in something new and skrtt let the bag talk (woo)
Man I'm ballin out in Saks let the bag talk (sheesh)
I ain't flexin on no bitch let the bag talk (yuhh)
Middle finger to the opps let the choppa talk (bang)
Dropped out sellin drugs took the hard route (sheesh)
Lame ass stealin drip like we in a drought (all the drip)
All that comin out your neck whatchu talkin bout (what)
Talk that shit to my face get knocked out (uhh)
I'm from Paris leave a motherfucker layin down (yuhh)
All my dawgs like to bark cause they from the pound (rrrr)
Vive la France underground this that new sound (sheesh)
Blackheart uhhh put em in the ground (yuhh)
It go Aventador zoomin got me gassed up (woo)
Poppin pills triple x got me revved up (rrrr)
Ain't no time for no case we stay masked up (yuhh)
Goddamn shorty fine told her back it up (woo)
I went Freddy Krueger on a thot I cut her off (uhh)
Keep that iron in the back like we playin golf (yuhh)
All that talk I'm in a mood came to set it off (rrrr)
Yeah dirty carbine let it off (uhh)
Man I'm whippin in that drop top Spider coupe (skrtt)
You know it's Blackheart in this bitch but who the fuck is you (yuhh)
Call me Dr. Manhattan all my hundreds blue (woo)
I'm rockin Christian Louboutins I got bloody shoes (uhh)
Yeah I got that John Snow I had the plug locked (yeah)
Hellstar I'm in this bitch check the drip walk (check the drip)
Cartier watch hundred band clock (sheesh)
I don't say much let the bag talk (uhh)
Hop in something new and skrtt let the bag talk (woo)
Man I'm ballin out in Saks let the bag talk (sheesh)
I ain't flexin on no bitch let the bag talk (yuhh)
Middle finger to the opps let the choppa talk (bang)
Dropped out sellin drugs took the hard route (sheesh)
Lame ass stealin drip like we in a drought (all the drip)
All that comin out your neck whatchu talkin bout (what)
Talk that shit to my face get knocked out (uhh)
I'm from Paris leave a motherfucker layin down (yuhh)
All my dawgs like to bark cause they from the pound (rrrr)
Vive la France underground this that new sound (sheesh)
Blackheart uhhh put em in the ground (sheesh, sheesh)
Yesssirrr let the bag talk
No cap let the bag talk
Bitch I'm lit let the bag talk
Let the bag talk
Hop in something new and skrtt let the bag talk (woo)
Man I'm ballin out in Saks let the bag talk (sheesh)
I ain't flexin on no bitch let the bag talk (yuhh)
Middle finger to the opps let the choppa talk (bang)
Dropped out sellin drugs took the hard route (sheesh)
Lame ass stealin drip like we in a drought (all the drip)
All that comin out your neck whatchu talkin bout (what)
Talk that shit to my face get knocked out (uhh)
I'm from Paris leave a motherfucker layin down (yuhh)
All my dawgs like to bark cause they from the pound (rrrr)
Vive la France underground this that new sound (sheesh)
Blackheart uhhh put em in the ground (yuhh)
It go Aventador zoomin got me gassed up (woo)
Poppin pills triple x got me revved up (rrrr)
Ain't no time for no case we stay masked up (yuhh)
Goddamn shorty fine told her back it up (woo)
I went Freddy Krueger on a thot I cut her off (uhh)
Keep that iron in the back like we playin golf (yuhh)
All that talk I'm in a mood came to set it off (rrrr)
Yeah dirty carbine let it off (uhh)
Man I'm whippin in that drop top Spider coupe (skrtt)
You know it's Blackheart in this bitch but who the fuck is you (yuhh)
Call me Dr. Manhattan all my hundreds blue (woo)
I'm rockin Christian Louboutins I got bloody shoes (uhh)
Yeah I got that John Snow I had the plug locked (yeah)
Hellstar I'm in this bitch check the drip walk (check the drip)
Cartier watch hundred band clock (sheesh)
I don't say much let the bag talk (uhh)
Hop in something new and skrtt let the bag talk (woo)
Man I'm ballin out in Saks let the bag talk (sheesh)
I ain't flexin on no bitch let the bag talk (yuhh)
Middle finger to the opps let the choppa talk (bang)
Dropped out sellin drugs took the hard route (sheesh)
Lame ass stealin drip like we in a drought (all the drip)
All that comin out your neck whatchu talkin bout (what)
Talk that shit to my face get knocked out (uhh)
I'm from Paris leave a motherfucker layin down (yuhh)
All my dawgs like to bark cause they from the pound (rrrr)
Vive la France underground this that new sound (sheesh)
Blackheart uhhh put em in the ground (sheesh, sheesh)
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Writer(s): Sage Goldnik
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