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You in your bag baby
Alfa Romeo or it's the Jag baby
Every time you up in the mirror
I'm on your ass lady
If you didn't wanna know the truth
Then why you ask baby
In the field just like a receiver
But what's the catch baby
Bitch I cuved you
Had them lips flappin'
Just like a bird do
Pussy good but she gon fuck back
And make it squirt too
Masked up like COVID era
Sicker than a bird flu
New scope up on this AR
It got a birdsview
Girl I'm locked in you my number one
Up on my top ten
You ain't gotta ask what time I'm on
Cause bitch I'm clocked in
Glock twins full of bald heads just like a Shawshank
We ain't gotta post what we doin'
Just know it's my shit
Yeah yeah
Yeah hop straight in my bag
I walk in the store get what I want don't check the tags
Know they probably lookin'
Cause they see my bitch's bagd
I passed them up and overlapped them
Know they probably mad
Can you hold my bag?
Know it's filled with all c-notes
Know they probably doubt me spread they fears
But I don't think so
The way that I've been workin'
You might think I had a cheat code
Kept it real and been myself
In times you would probably fold
Yeah thinkin' bout you all day
Love when you hit my phone
And you ain't even got nothin' to say
Pockets overflowin' everybody knows I'm paid
Know you perfect as you are
Told my baby never change
I pulled up and they said
My whip is vulgar it's obscene
Please don't hide the way you feel
Just tell me what you mean
If you want something I got it
Just tell me what you need
I ain't never tryna be mean
I just call it how I see it