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New bag bitch
I need some new cash
Caught that nigga laccin he was riding in a blue jag
That boy kept on speaking had to give his ass a toe tag
And you know my flag is on the left bitch this a blue rag
Wait these niggaz always lying man these niggaz cap
Catch that nigga laccin we gone take his ass right off the map
Why these niggaz lying man these niggaz they don't really trap
Fuccin on this bitch fe from the back and then I make it clap
Fucc bitch I don't know what I said
Pull up on yo bitch and then you know she finna give me head
Niggaz tryna put me back on gps like fuck the feds
Since we talking free nu nigga and free tae
Last time a nigga ran up he got sprayed
A dime my bitch hella bad she got cake
My mind I know I fucked up I caught a case
The time I can't even do it I'll do the race
FUCK
Cause bitch I'm hella drunk
Smokin on dis gas bitch you know I'm smoking on sum runtz
Bitch my life a movie a daredevil do hella stunts
007 sliding on cars like I'm James Bond
DAMN
They know I'm up now
Shawty hit my phone so I know she wanna fuck now
Beat it from the back but bitch you only getting one round
Sliding wit a pole bitch you know I'm running dis town
Bitch I'm aiming for the stars
Bitch you know we going far
Niggaz sneak dissing but you know damn well that they ain't got no bars
I don't give a fuck these 223s they going through yo car
Sliding down yo block after I'm done all you gone hear is
ISS MAR