Bagg

Shit, me
Brick by brick
And I be damn if I let you tear it down
Just cause you don't like the way another nigga talk
(Ayo Daniel what's this)
Ay I trap in that gas that I got in my bag
Nigga act tuff and get put in that bag
Ayy, I promise my momma ian goin outside
Shot me that gun before I cut off the tag on God (On God)
If a nigga act up he get put onna shirt
Nigga act tuff and get put under dirt
Nigga we steppin we puttin in work
Got your bitch on my dick and that hoe tryna twerk
Won't beef boutta bitch but i'll beef bout my money
From where it rain tryn get where it sunny
You think imma stupid you think imma dummy
I pop me a perk before I pop me a gummy on God
Ian runnin from shi fuck lil nigga I run from the laws
Stand on my money i'm 30 feet tall
Catch yo ass lackin get hit inna stall (On who)
Ay double
I got some straps comin in cause I heard
Them niggas tryna beef with you down at the G
They ain't gon try nun right
Hell nah nigga we straight
Just send me the low i'll come get it right now
Ight bet that fuck them lil pussy ass niggas
Ayy, ay
I was down on my dick and I didn't have shit
That lil pussy ass nigga keep talkin but he boutta bitch
Man I'm up for my clique cause i'm down for that shit
But if you gotta problem i'll pull out my blick (My blick)
And my dick fin be in yo bitch and my switch finna
Shoot yo ass up and it ain't finna miss
Nigga keep talkin get put under dirt (2 times)
Swear to god get put onna shirt (3 times)
Yo bitch will pull down her skirt
Ian playin when I'm sayin yo day is over
And I'm fucking yo bitch and I'm makin her squirt
And I'm goin so deep that she only see blurs
(Swear to God)
(Ian playin when I'm sayin I'm layin with yo bitch)
Who the fuck does a nigga think he is
Tryna talk all that shit
Tryna sneak diss get hit with a stick
These bitches be trippin pay Double a fee
Nigga work hard just to make sure you eat
Spent 10k onna bitch just to beat her to sleep
He ain't the problem just know that you weak
He ain't the problem he just wanna sleep
Fuck all these bitches they trippin on me
Crashout onna nigga if he fuckin with me
How do you expect for a nigga to be
Ayy I trap in that gas that I got in my bag
Nigga act tuff and get put in that bag
Ayy, I promise my momma ian goin outside
Shot me that gun before I cut off the tag on God (On God)
If a nigga act up he get put onna shirt
Nigga act tuff and get put under dirt
Nigga we steppin we puttin in work
Got your bitch on my dick and that hoe tryna twerk
Won't beef boutta bitch but i'll beef bout my money
From where it rain tryn get where it sunny
You think imma stupid you think imma dummy
I pop me a perk before I pop me a gummy on God



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Writer(s): Rso Rso
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