Freestyle
Let's get it man
Tay Bags
Tay Bags
Tay Bags
Tay Bags
Tay Bags (Let's get it man)
Yea it's Tay Bags and I'm tryna get rich
Hop out the cut
Lookin fresh in this bitch
And I keep it on me for a nigga talkin that shit
So you better watch your licks
Cause I'll get up with you quick
Got on designer so get off my dick
You niggas trappin a couple of zips
Broke bread when I didn't have shit
This is the realist that it gets
I had to man up and get on my feet
Can't tell me when I had nothing to eat
Everyday grinding can't get no sleep
They counted me out that shit lookin deep
Got off my ass and I got me some cheese
I fuck her, she cream then I make the bitch leave
Only my team yeah we get to the green
You see me with ones then I'm serving them feens
I got the crack, the dope, the weed
I promise you, you won't see no seeds
This shit gas, can't even breathe
And why that hoe talkin out her teeth
But last night she was on her knees
That's that shit I couldn't believe
I ain't got time for all this beef
These niggas broke, won't get to me
Fuck up the party and then I leave
Everybody say they missin me
But I gotta get back where the bread at
So many times that I done been set back
Trust these niggas, I really regret that
They call me a fraud, my niggas is scammin
And swipin them cards
Some of my niggas is sellin that hard
Never ducking beef we can fight it or shoot
Pick a decision and don't' make the news
Niggas got a whole nother life on the internet
See me in person and don't wanna look Or chat
Get with they gang and try to front they act
Knowing damn well they ain't do that
Lyin for the clout
Cause these bitches and niggas know what I'm bout
Nut in her mouth, ion need no towel
I might keep the lil bitch cause she makin me proud
I'ma keep going til I make me a hit
So all that hatin ain't really doin shit
Got my style, you cannot rock it
My name in they mouth
I think I'm the topic
My niggas some killers, the opps wanna drop it
You ain't gettin money
Lil nigga just stop it
I leave out the house with this glock in my pocket
Cause if ain't on me, them niggas gone pop it
Keep ya clothes on lil mama, just top me
I'm really addicted to big booty bitches
And countin this money
This shit is ridiculous
Also on my way to riches
Also on my way out the trenches
I'm on the court, you niggas on the benches
Ion really dance so I just be jiggin
Yea let's get it man
Tay Bags
Tay Bags
Let's get it man
Tay Bags
Tay Bags
Tay Bags (Let's get it man)
2019 shit man
You already know what it is
Youngest nigga doing this shit
Let's get it man
Tay Bags
Tay Bags
Tay Bags
Tay Bags
Tay Bags (Let's get it man)
Yea it's Tay Bags and I'm tryna get rich
Hop out the cut
Lookin fresh in this bitch
And I keep it on me for a nigga talkin that shit
So you better watch your licks
Cause I'll get up with you quick
Got on designer so get off my dick
You niggas trappin a couple of zips
Broke bread when I didn't have shit
This is the realist that it gets
I had to man up and get on my feet
Can't tell me when I had nothing to eat
Everyday grinding can't get no sleep
They counted me out that shit lookin deep
Got off my ass and I got me some cheese
I fuck her, she cream then I make the bitch leave
Only my team yeah we get to the green
You see me with ones then I'm serving them feens
I got the crack, the dope, the weed
I promise you, you won't see no seeds
This shit gas, can't even breathe
And why that hoe talkin out her teeth
But last night she was on her knees
That's that shit I couldn't believe
I ain't got time for all this beef
These niggas broke, won't get to me
Fuck up the party and then I leave
Everybody say they missin me
But I gotta get back where the bread at
So many times that I done been set back
Trust these niggas, I really regret that
They call me a fraud, my niggas is scammin
And swipin them cards
Some of my niggas is sellin that hard
Never ducking beef we can fight it or shoot
Pick a decision and don't' make the news
Niggas got a whole nother life on the internet
See me in person and don't wanna look Or chat
Get with they gang and try to front they act
Knowing damn well they ain't do that
Lyin for the clout
Cause these bitches and niggas know what I'm bout
Nut in her mouth, ion need no towel
I might keep the lil bitch cause she makin me proud
I'ma keep going til I make me a hit
So all that hatin ain't really doin shit
Got my style, you cannot rock it
My name in they mouth
I think I'm the topic
My niggas some killers, the opps wanna drop it
You ain't gettin money
Lil nigga just stop it
I leave out the house with this glock in my pocket
Cause if ain't on me, them niggas gone pop it
Keep ya clothes on lil mama, just top me
I'm really addicted to big booty bitches
And countin this money
This shit is ridiculous
Also on my way to riches
Also on my way out the trenches
I'm on the court, you niggas on the benches
Ion really dance so I just be jiggin
Yea let's get it man
Tay Bags
Tay Bags
Let's get it man
Tay Bags
Tay Bags
Tay Bags (Let's get it man)
2019 shit man
You already know what it is
Youngest nigga doing this shit
Let's get it man
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Writer(s): Letayveon Hastings
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