Bags

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F-F-F-Flamin'
 Bitch
 Bitches out here tryna come up on a nigga, you heard me?
 You not 'bout to ball off me so you can go and
 Press another nigga, you bitch ass, pussy ass hoe
 Right game, wrong nigga
 I want a bag, you want my bag
 So we chasing the same thing
 I did you bad, okay, my bad, baby
 This ain't the same thing
 You wanna stand on side a nigga
 You knowing my name ring
 All these diamonds blind a nigga
 My watch and my chain bling
 You gon' stand on side a nigga, yeah
 You gon' stand on side a nigga, yeah
 Bet you gon' stand on side a nigga
 You knowing my name ring
 I want a bag, you want my bag
 So we chasing the same thing
 You just gon' stand on side a nigga
 All my diamonds blindin' niggas
 And if I look in your direction
 I'm just looking, you not special
 I got partners who got pressure
 We just fucked your hoe together
 Drop the numbers on the brick
 I brought the load in with no effort
 I just flew to Mexi', Cali
 I won't be home in a month
 You know your friend, she call me zaddy
 I can tell she wanna fuck
 All that hating shit won't stop me
 You know I do what I want
 She want Baby, she want Brasi
 She don't know which one she want
 I want a bag, you want my bag
 So we chasing the same thing
 I did you bad, okay, my bad, baby
 This ain't the same thing
 You wanna stand on side a nigga
 You knowing my name ring
 All these diamonds blind a nigga
 My watch and my chain bling
 You gon' stand on side a nigga, yeah
 You gon' stand on side a nigga, yeah
 Bet you gon' stand on side a nigga
 You knowing my name ring
 I want a bag, you want my bag
 So we chasing the same thing
 Ho, ho, you know I'm pressure when I step out
 Somebody take a picture to the jail
 I'm 'bout to mail out
 Upright, independent feelings
 I don't care 'bout what you care 'bout
 Gotta focus on my children
 When I can, I try to help out
 Some people feeling left out
 I'm grinding all last year
 If you know me then you know
 'Bout my year before that year
 I was locked behind the fence
 Being discriminated against
 Now I got entertainment
 Women wanna be intimate with the kid
 Wanna be intimate with the kid
 I been workin' out on my heart
 I'm trying diligently to forget
 Then remember what you did
 It's been difficult for to forgive
 Finally, I understand it
 We come from two different planets
 Keeping it platinum so demanding
 I want a bag, you want my bag
 So we chasing the same thing
 I did you bad, okay, my bad, baby
 This ain't the same thing
 You wanna stand on side a nigga
 You knowing my name ring
 All these diamonds blind a nigga
 My watch and my chain bling
 You gon' stand on side a nigga, yeah
 You gon' stand on side a nigga, yeah
 Bet you gon' stand on side a nigga
 You knowing my name ring
 I want a bag, you want my bag
 So we chasing the same thing
 

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Duration
02:30
Key
5
Tempo
160 BPM

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