BAG THAT

HAHA Its STR In this bitch
Anytime I took a L Niggah I bounce back count that tell me where the
Muh fucking bags at, Niggah told me shit is exotic I tax that M series
Beamers and Hell Cats

Niggah said he live across the states I can mail
That, Freaky lil bitch got a body she sell that. I can't wife no thottie tell
Her you can scrub that, Dub that. Middle of the summer but they be like
Where the snow at? Double G and Fendi that's Designer where my clothes at
At anytime they see me yeah they know I'm Finna blow racks, No not
Worried bout no fuckin price we just blow that, Know that. Gotta keep
A 30 but you know I can't show that, Go ahead and think that we slippin'
Get blown back, Yeah I know think this a lease but we own that. Alotta
Niggahs say they want smoke they don't want that, Especially the type
That we bringing is big gas

If we see lights 200 MPH real fast, Blowing dope
Out the window, Think that I fart passed. How you say that money changed me
But I been that, Say that he ain't get it but I know that I sent that
I don't need no Drama I need a chick with a big bag
Say he talk bout hitting licks pulled up got Big mad
Thats cuz he ain't know he was gon' pull up to Big Macs, HAHA yeah

Anytime I took a L Niggah I bounce back count that tell me where the
Muh fucking bags at, Niggah told me shit is exotic I tax that. Said I
Wouldn't be here, Now I'm here and they big mad. I love smoking woods
I just rolled up a 5 Pack, My life is a movie Like I shot it in I-MAX. GTA shit
How we shoot and get shot at, I don't know what you thought It was you can get
Smacked
HAHA, Its STR in this bitch and we bound to get rich



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Writer(s): Kevin Wooten
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