Letras

Turn a quarter to a half, turn a half into a zip
Bust it down, only bags, don't be sellin' **** shit
You got a slappin' ass phone, do 30 days of no
Spendin ride around and swipe pops, it'll get you back quicker
We All been down this road before, tryna get that bag bigger
Baby girl, I am him, but I'm not yo last ****
All them feelings for that bitch, put them in yo bag ****
He interfering with your bag, then you got a bag ****
Turn a quarter to a half, turn a half into a zip
Bust it down, only bags, don't be sellin' **** shit
You got a slappin' ass phone, do 30 days of no
Spendin ride around and swipe pops, it'll get you back quicker
We all been down this road before, tryna get that bag bigger
Baby girl, I am him, but I'm not yo last ****
All them feelings for that bitch, put them in yo bag ****
He interfering with your bag, then you got a bag ****
And he probably ain't the first, and he ain't the last either
I'ma spark his ass up like backwoods of that ether
Let your bitch give me that eye, like a black, I'm a freaker
Better teach that ho a lesson, like it's class And you Her teacher
When that pack, touchdown, it's Michael Jackson, how I beat it
Remember broke was movin' slow, phones was turtle, now they speedin
Was down bad on my dick, and at times I ain't believe it
I ain't sayin' I ain't deserve it, and I ain't sayin' I ain't need it
Just be thinkin' like, damn, thank God for that sizzy
Can't forget about Lil Bro, shoulda said both genders
I ain't forget about you Rex, I ain't forget about you Blenda
Thankful for all of y'all, even the drank and the killa
I was a real **** first, they turned your boy into a killer
They all snaked me out first, but that's the part that they don't tell you
Stay Dedicated to your grind, cause you fall off, they won't help you
These **** uncle ice, but for my pape , I'll melt you
Turn a quarter to a half, turn a half into a zip
Bust it down, only bags, don't be sellin' **** shit
You gotta slapp'n ass, phone, do 30 days of no
Spendin ride around and swipe pops, it'll get you back quicker
We all been down this road before, tryna get that bag bigger
Baby girl, I am him, but I'm not yo last ****
All them feelings for that bitch, put them in yo bag, ****
He interfering with your bag, then you gotta bag ****
Written by: Darius Debre McKay-Jones
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