No hard feelings

Bag it
Playing with these bands in my hands I feel childish
Bag it
Playing with these bands in my hands I feel childish (stack stack it)
Bag it (bag it nigga)
Bag it (go and bag that shit)
Bag it playing with these bands
Bag it playing with these bands
Bag it playing with these bands
Took her for the night crushed her back like a can
Guess I think that you'll never understand
My heart broken baby I can't let you in
No hard feelings baby I just need these bands
Let's go up!
K
Geek up n pop me a x
(What you saying?)
I'm boutta buss on her chest!
(What you saying?)
I just be sipping on red
(What you saying)
Pull up in big body Benz
She's gone off the Hannah (yea right)
The Hannah Montana (yea aight)
Dirty Diana (yea aight yeah)
We taking over (yea)
Hot like a nova (yea)
Might fuck your daughter
(Might fuck your daughter)
I'm getting high like a kite
(Nasa)
Hit on my blunt you gone fly (k!)
Pop me a pill and get wise (I pop a pill and geek up)
Cocaine be white just like rice
I put my diamonds ice
Don't fuck wit niggas they mice
I cannot fuck wit no mice

Bag it (bag it nigga)
Bag it (go and bag that shit)
Bag it playing with these bands
Bag it playing with these bands
Bag it playing with these bands
Took her for the night crushed her back like a can
Guess I think that you'll never understand
My heart broken baby I can't let you in
No hard feelings baby I just need these bands



Credits
Writer(s): Fabio Pastor, Wesley Acka
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