lirik lagu db.boutabag - 2 many klocks
[intro]
ayy, ayy
i’m ’bout a bag, ain’t gotta ask me
[verse 1]
these n~ggas can’t deny nothin’, this boutabag sh~t acceptable (so acceptable)
i make some calls, n~gga, and you are not irrefutable
i done made a hundred k off streams, let’s be technical
and if the b~tch got some chips, then i’m textin’ her
she wanna see me finger f~ck these bands, it’s like s~x to her
i only want the face, don’t want the rest of her
if i can knock a b~tch, then i knock the b~tch next to her
she ain’t ’bout a bag, you ain’t gon’ hear about me s~xtin’ her
pocket finna grab my whole chest, it’s a wrestler
she said them sack n~ggas weak, i’m the best to her
well, b~tch, i want the best head, i want your neck to hurt
and i just put on all my chains and my neck gon’ hurt
[chorus]
n~ggas postin’ them throwbacks, quit that reminiscin’
they say i smoke too many klocks, i just can’t dismiss it
thinkin’ ’bout them days, mama trippin’, n~gga, wash the dishes
these n~ggas see i’m ’bout a bag, it ain’t no competition
n~ggas postin’ them throwbacks, quit that reminiscin’
they say i smoke too many klocks, i just can’t dismiss it
thinkin’ ’bout them days, mama trippin’, n~gga, wash the dishes
these n~ggas see i’m ’bout a bag, it ain’t no competition
[verse 2]
i could lose a b~tch and bag three, this sh~t regular (so regular)
you ain’t no top dog, n~gga, you the messenger
you ain’t talkin’ chips, why the f~ck you call my cellular? (don’t call my phone, then)
b~tch bad, but i don’t really like the smell on her
i don’t really want the s~x, but the check gon’ work
n~gga, when i smoke these two klocks, my chest gon’ hurt
she ain’t talkin’ ’bout a bag, it’s not gon’ work
lately i’ve been in this b~tch wallet like it ain’t her purse
[chorus]
n~ggas postin’ them throwbacks, quit that reminiscin’
they say i smoke too many klocks, i just can’t dismiss it
thinkin’ ’bout them days, mama trippin’, n~gga, wash the dishes
these n~ggas see i’m ’bout a bag, it ain’t no competition
n~ggas postin’ them throwbacks, quit that reminiscin’
they say i smoke too many klocks, i just can’t dismiss it
thinkin’ ’bout them days, mama trippin’, n~gga, wash the dishes
these n~ggas see i’m ’bout a bag, it ain’t no competition
[outro]
uh, uh, uh
these n~ggas see i’m ’bout a bag, it ain’t no competition
mama trippin’, n~gga, wash them dishes
n~ggas out here broke, n~ggas out here b~tchin’
you was in the [?] always, i was in detention
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