lirik lagu lul block kid – get a bag
x2 i get a bag
f-ck it up
get these racks
get these commas
f-ckin yo momma
n-ggas switchin lanes
n-ggas be actin fake
gotta get these bands
all hundreds blue
act a fool with the team
rob a n-gga then go out my way
mcm wrapped on my waist
n-gga talking sh-t there go his face
x3 finna catch a case
turn 20 to 50 and 50 to hundred
im just trynna stack the racks
i don’t wanna use you to get in yo panties
i just wanna show you love & affection
same n-ggas u run wit be plottin
soon as u locked u forgotten
n-ggas ain’t real they be hatin
praying they hope u don’t make it
they see u winning try to take it
she just wanna f-ck but i want something real
i just bought a truck and you know i got a deal
she used be a good girl now she popping pills
x2 she even know what’s real what real
x2 i get a bag
f-ck it up
get these racks
get these commas
f-ckin yo momma
n-ggas switchin lanes
n-ggas be actin fake
gotta get these bands
all hundreds blue
act a fool with the team
rob a n-gga then go out my way
mcm wrapped on my waist
n-gga talking sh-t there go his face
got some iced out chains
your girl gimmi brain
sippin lean no game
stackin up my money
ak with the aim
red dot better aim
f-ckin up your frame
she f-cked for the fame
she the biggest blame
i just overcame
pullin up in da rari speed race
i can’t wait till you finally be my baee
i really hope you feel the same wayyy
x3 if i go with you baby i’m a really gonna stayy
x2 i get a bag
f-ck it up
get these racks
get these commas
f-ckin yo momma
n-ggas switchin lanes
n-ggas be actin fake
gotta get these bands
all hundreds blue
act a fool with the team
rob a n-gga then go out my way
mcm wrapped on my waist
n-gga talking sh-t there go his face
i really thought we had something
but it turned out to be nothing
i wanted this love to last
instead of bringing the old sh-t back
i dont kno wat to say
i jus want u out my brain
sipping on forty and smoking wood
hearing stories about legend from the tc hood
legendary marry to the streets
got gun n-gga rolling shotgun
got heat heat under the seat seat
old school jeezy on repeat
no yeezy on my feet
kepp her lowkey
counting all this paper
getting rich forever
x3shooting all the haters
x2 i get a bag
f-ck it up
get these racks
get these commas
f-ckin yo momma
n-ggas switchin lanes
n-ggas be actin fake
gotta get these bands
all hundreds blue
act a fool with the team
rob a n-gga then go out my way
mcm wrapped on my waist
n-gga talking sh-t there go his face
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu gers pardoel – ma chérie
- lirik lagu deadkid – рад попрощаться (i’m glad to say goodbye)
- lirik lagu leo_ix – recognize
- lirik lagu kozy – losin control
- lirik lagu bass & kassel – los angeles
- lirik lagu afro dope – best friend
- lirik lagu janet jackson – got ’til it’s gone (ummah jay dee’s revenge mix)
- lirik lagu george walter – afraid
- lirik lagu flo the kid – peep my style
- lirik lagu le vélo vert – keppe ‘t u gezegd