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Warhol.ss – Bag It lyrics
[Verse]
Baggin' up these blocks like Tetris Ima beat 'em
We're gon' air it out just like the cleaners
How you hate me when your niggas wanna be us
She can't dare me cause the bitches wanna meet us
My lil' candy bitch she always wanna treat us
Call her candy paint he strapped up with them heaters
Black Balenciagas' but these just my beaters
Nineteen years old we outchea flexin' know you see us
I pull up on that bitch she ride in my Uber
My lil' hoe ride with that .30 not no Ruger
I been rappin' I been stackin' 'Member when I was in hoopin'
All this money I be holdin' ain't no way she wit' a Louie
(Gotta) Gotta ask that bitch who you know do it cooler
Don't keep askin' bitch you know I can't come sooner
Why you askin' bitch I'm ridin' 'round with shooters
I'm just ashin' bitch just don't just like my hoopin'
I can't pass this shit, I don't need no fashion tips
G-Star on my ass 'n shit, these Red Wings what I'm swaggin' in
He be swag jackin' shit, I'm a star like asterious
I'm the one to take a risk, I'm the one to take his bitch
I be movin' like a buffalo soldier
Young Warhol he put these pussy boys on posters
Fuck with Starbucks I don't drink no fuckin' fours
Hold the xan fold in my mental like a folder
Ima keep that lil' bitch wet just like a coaster
Ridin' down a coaster, Miami bumpin' Sosa
Mix it with the soda I'm sippin' muddy potion
That bitch be like oh shit you smooth like some ocean
[Outro]
You smooth like some ocean
Hold that that .30 with the ammo like a soldier
Ridin' 'round bumpin' Sosa
Ridin' 'round bumpin' Sosa
Bag it, bag it, bag it, bag it, bag it
Bag it, bag it, bag it, swaggin', bag it
Bag it, bag it, bag it, bag it, bag it
Baggin' up these blocks like Tetris Ima beat 'em
We're gon' air it out just like the cleaners
How you hate me when your niggas wanna be us
She can't dare me cause the bitches wanna meet us
My lil' candy bitch she always wanna treat us
Call her candy paint he strapped up with them heaters
Black Balenciagas' but these just my beaters
Nineteen years old we outchea flexin' know you see us
I pull up on that bitch she ride in my Uber
My lil' hoe ride with that .30 not no Ruger
I been rappin' I been stackin' 'Member when I was in hoopin'
All this money I be holdin' ain't no way she wit' a Louie
(Gotta) Gotta ask that bitch who you know do it cooler
Don't keep askin' bitch you know I can't come sooner
Why you askin' bitch I'm ridin' 'round with shooters
I'm just ashin' bitch just don't just like my hoopin'
I can't pass this shit, I don't need no fashion tips
G-Star on my ass 'n shit, these Red Wings what I'm swaggin' in
He be swag jackin' shit, I'm a star like asterious
I'm the one to take a risk, I'm the one to take his bitch
I be movin' like a buffalo soldier
Young Warhol he put these pussy boys on posters
Fuck with Starbucks I don't drink no fuckin' fours
Hold the xan fold in my mental like a folder
Ima keep that lil' bitch wet just like a coaster
Ridin' down a coaster, Miami bumpin' Sosa
Mix it with the soda I'm sippin' muddy potion
That bitch be like oh shit you smooth like some ocean
[Outro]
You smooth like some ocean
Hold that that .30 with the ammo like a soldier
Ridin' 'round bumpin' Sosa
Ridin' 'round bumpin' Sosa
Bag it, bag it, bag it, bag it, bag it
Bag it, bag it, bag it, swaggin', bag it
Bag it, bag it, bag it, bag it, bag it
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