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Baggin' That

 

Baggin' That


Bitch I'm a kingpin excon
Yo shit stepped on
22-3 bullets, rip yo teflon
Below zero,bitch that's what my wrist on
Check out my cuban link my jeweler den pissed on

Pockets on big pun
Bitch I tote a big pun
These niggas be hatin me
That's why they get flexed on
I need me a opp nigga to up this tech on
You hang with the opps nigga
You might get left on
Buy you a vest nigga
Cuz you gone need one
I don't get no rest nigga
Cuz I don't need none
Give a fuck bout a body guard
Cuz I don't need one
I pulled off in a butter fly
She though that she seen one
Cops get in back of me
Like we got a brave one
You superman to these hoes
Be damned if save one
Put a whip on the brick
You think that I slave own
Nigga say it with ya chest
So I can cave one
I'm a young sreet nigga
Leave you on the sidewalk
Bullet hole sin yo body
And both of yo socks off
If he think he at the top
He finna get knocked off
Catch a nigga in traffic
His car getting blocked off

I walked inside he mall
Yeah I'm baggin that
Grams on the table
Yeah I'm baggin that
Don't let me catch ya bitch
Yeah I'm baggin that
Nigga you a bitch
Where yo savage at
I came through the back door with my starp
Security tryna search
But I ain't havin that
I might just cop a rari'
Buy a wraith to match
I den always wanted one
I'm still grabbin that

Fuckin exotic broads
And ridin exotic cars
Got dracos, A-R's
They separate body parts
Stomp yo ass out
Until you see stars
They sleep on me
Like they off xan bars
You don't wanna fuck with me
I keep some killas with me
Ridin with the heat fo deep
I guess its the killa in me
If you wanna go to war

Then let's have a standoff
Magic trick with the choppa
I'll blow yo pants off
If you got sticky fingas
We cut yo hands off
5-0 on my back
I feel like Randolph
It's sunny outside
So Imma ride with the top off
They always on my dick
Would you hop off
On my way to the trap
To get these grams off
I asked for a blowjob
She took her pants off

I walked inside he mall
Yeah I'm baggin that
Grams on the table
Yeah I'm baggin that
Don't let me catch ya bitch
Yeah I'm baggin that
Nigga you a bitch
Where yo savage at
I came through the back door with my starp
Security tryna search
But I ain't havin that
I might just cop a rari'
Buy a wraith to match
I den always wanted one
I'm still grabbin that

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