Fuck a Bag

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Goddammit
Kid, Loud, Fred, what the f*ck y’all
(Wassup bruh) (What’s going on, bruh)
We really cold as f*ck (You goddamn right) (Fuckin’ right)
Ain’t nobody touching us (Like hell naw)
Like, goddammit, we hot as f*ck
(We are) (Yes we is, nigga)
You know what (You saying something forreal)
I don’t really give a f*ck about the money (Yeah, f*ck that shit)
I just want somebody to know my goddamn name
(Yeah, f*ck that bag man) (Right, f*ck these bitches) (I swear, bruh)
(Let’s get it, yuh, yeah)
F*ck a bag, just give me acknowledgment
Smo-smo-smokin’ purple, now that demon came up out of me
Fresh as f*ck, look like I just hit the lottery
My craft is perfect, it’s shifting just like some pottery
F*ck a bag, just give me acknowledgment
Smokin’ purple, now that demon came up out of me
Fresh as f*ck, look like I just hit the lottery
My craft is perfect, it’s shifting just like some pottery
They say I’m bumpin’, but y’all ain’t really listening (Hell naw, hell naw)
Ain’t got a toilet, but the pot is what I’m pissin’ in (It’s what I’m, it’s what I’m)
And I ain’t stopping ’til my fuckin’ wrist is glistening (Until it glisten)
These bitches be suckin’, these bitches be fuckin’, just for Benjamins (Just for Benjamins)
They all in my lyrics, they listening, feelin’ it
Pardon my spirit, I’m shooting up minivans
Harder at hearing this bitches, they killin’ me
Hard like the steel on the boots from the country
Hard, now these bitches is wet like some laundry
Recognize in my eye, they see that I want it
The money, the hunger, you know that I’m on it
I get it, I got it, you know I’mma flaunt it
Fu-fu-f*ck a bag, I just want a thick bitch (Thick bitch)
Ride my dick, yeah, she on it like a stick shift (Stick shift)
This ain’t a lollipop, but hoe, you need to lick this (Lick this, bitch)
Me and the crew, yeah, we different like some misfits (Bitch, bitch, bitch)
Fu-f*ck a bag, I just want a thick bitch (Thick bitch)
Ride my dick, yeah, she on it like a stick shift (Yuh, yuh)
This ain’t a lollipop, but hoe, you need to lick this
Me and the crew, yeah, we different like some misfits (Bitch, bitch, bitch)
Fred, they know I’m the truth
I don’t play when I hop in the booth
Cop me a ‘Rari, f*ck it a Coup
Bust in her mouth, bust on her tooth
Ballin’ like MJ all with the flu
If you don’t know me, I come with the troops
1-2-3-4-5-6-2
Bullets flying all through the roof (Yeah, yeah)
Don’t play with these lil’ bitty bitches
Hit from the back and I’m tossing her kidneys, ooh
Pulling out hair full of extensions
Hit the scene, don’t leave a witness, ooh, ooh
I’m ballin’ like Michael or Pippen
It don’t matter, he get the business, ooh, ooh
NM$ Lil Fred been that nigga and you just witnessed, ooh, ooh
F*ck a bag, jealous ‘cause we running shit (‘Cause we runnin’ shit)
Got a mask and a choppa with a hundred clips (Bla-bla)
Now I’m mad, if I see him, I’mma off the bitch (Off that nigga)
Smokin’ pressure, caught him lackin’, that’s that coffin shit
F*ck a bag, jealous ‘cause we running shit (Yeah)
Got a mask and a choppa with a hundred clips (With a hundred clips)
Now I’m mad, if I see him, I’mma off the bitch (Off his ass)
Smokin’ pressure, caught him lackin’, that’s that coffin shit
All that cappin’, boy, you really need to stop it (Stop it, boy)
Made a plot up on his ass and then I dropped him (Dropped his ass)
Fuckin’ with these bitches like I’m on some opp shit (F*ck it, f*ck it, f*ck it)
He was clean and now he dirty like the mop (Dirty, dirty)
Bitch, if I say I’mma kill you, bitch, better believe me
She act like she want it, then she will come get it (Get it)
She suckin’ the dick hard as f*ck like she teething
My niggas gon’ ride and it’s all for no reason (Uuh)
Killin’ the pussy, ‘cause I left her leaking
You can’t buy my flow, ‘cause it’s fuckin’ expensive
After I fucked, her ass out in her feelings
Not talking ‘bout Uno, he don’t want no dealings, bitch
F*ck a bag, look at these accomplishments (Yuh)
Making music that they play in other continents (Hold on, yuh)
Wish a bitch would ever try to strip my confidence (Bitch)
If she did, I swear she bound to face the consequence (Ayy, hold on)
F*ck a bag, look at these accomplishments (Yeah, yeah)
Making music that they play in other continents (Ayy, yuh)
Wish a bitch would ever try to strip my confidence (Yuh)
If she did, I swear she bound to face the consequence (Ayy, hold on, yuh, yuh)
F*ck the promises, f*ck all of the talking shit (Yuh)
Make you anonymous, the pit you in is bottomless (It’s bottomless)
All your documents are buried, I’m the botanist (I’m the botanist)
I have consciousness, you’re very much the opposite (Oh my God, yeah)
Damn, yeah, gunshots came with a curse
Five shots rang ‘cause he came with a burst (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
But the second shot missed, didn’t aim for the first
But the last three hit, had him chained to a hearse
Yeah, he tried to forget, I explained to the nurse
All the shit that I did that I say in my verse (Huh?)
We can make like a play and rehearse, or just play in reverse
To the day that I made it disperse on yo bitch ass

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