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bag talk - fredo bang lyrics

[intro]
ain’t that dj chose over there? look like dj chose
ooh, that’s a hardbody beat

[chorus: fredo bang]
yeah, i let that bag talk, i don’t like the big mouth
i get you knocked off, especially we bringin’ them straps out
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
i’m havin’ my way with this sh*t, n*ggas ain’t cut like this, aye
i drop a bag, they blitz
tell ’em, “pull up, don’t miss”
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?

[verse 1: fredo bang]
all of my n*ggas on go, none of my n*ggas no ho
leave a n*gga brains on the porch
leave a n*gga red like rudolph’s nose, yeah
ain’t from the north, but i keep me a pole
aim for his head, i might cut off his throat
spinnin’ your block tryna take me a soul
tit for tat, you know how that go
stand up or take you a seat, n*ggas ain’t really in the streets
you know that we playin’ for keeps
you n*ggas just good on your feet
we takin’ off flesh, we ’bout it, you n*ggas be shootin’ at houses
when i want you dead, can’t settle
heard he ain’t die, gotta do a lil’ better

[chorus: fredo bang & moneybagg yo]
yeah, i let that bag talk, i don’t like the big mouth
i get you knocked off, especially we bringin’ them straps out
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
i’m havin’ my way with this sh*t, n*ggas ain’t turnt like this, aye
i drop a bag, they blitz
tell ’em, “pull up, don’t miss” (yeah)
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought? (huh?)
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought? (huh?)
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought? (f*ck you thought?)
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought? (go)

[verse 2: moneybagg yo]
f*ck your thoughts, n*gga, i’m too heartless
turn to a monster when i get started
hit the gas on the h*llcat, it farted
k!llin’ the game, dearly departed
i’m rockin’ fendi, they mixed it with fila
get to the gyro, the cheese, the pita
i’m stickin’ d*ck in a bad mamacita
she with the opps, i’ma turn her like tina (big speaker)
birkin’ her life, that’s bag talk (bag talk)
jump in a rocket and blast off
i’m from the south, we don’t fast talk
his head a coupon, take half off
i still got some cash in the last vault
i’m the lottery pick, like a scratch*off
you n*ggas is tweakin’ on bath salts
i send daniel*san to get you knocked off

[chorus: fredo bang]
i let that bag talk, i don’t like the big mouth
i get you knocked off, especially we bringin’ them straps out
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
i’m havin’ my way with this sh*t, n*ggas ain’t cut like this, aye
i drop a bag, they blitz
tell ’em, “pull up, don’t miss”
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?
n*gga, what the f*ck you thought?

[outro]
ooh, that’s a hardbody beat
ain’t that dj chose over there? look like dj chose

- fredo bang lyrics

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