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bag talk - renni rucci lyrics

[intro]
ayy, heavy, turn the beat up, though

[verse]
yuh
catch a broke b*tch throwin’ that shade, put the fire in her face
now i caught a b*tch sunny
nah, these hoes ain’t get no money
my b*tches come through, we’ll leave a b*tch runnin’
b*tch, i’m gunnin’, hoe show me my opponent
i count that bag with my feet up
i’m beating the beat up
make yo’ n*gga eat up
me havin’ money, we havin’ a threesome
his b*tch out of line, call me the wife*beater
i’m in the trap with the pack and the heater
these b*tches, they followin’ me like the leader
he love on me ’cause he know i don’t need him

[chorus]
this that bag talkin’, put your lil’ money up
b*tches ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh*t
i got a brick sittin’ on my wrist
’cause your lil’ money just drip like this
this that bag talkin’, put your lil’ money up
b*tches ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh*t
i got a brick sittin’ on my wrist
’cause your lil’ money just drip like this
(this that…)
[verse]
i rock dior with a d*ckie
b*tch, i’m a sl*t, i get filthy
hide this b*tch out in my city
these b*tches, they ain’t f*cking wit’ me
i need them racks like i’m 50
i got that power, i bring out the stars
i make b*tches rap, gotta bring out the bars
exposin’ these b*tches, they cappin’ in they rap
if i catch every n*gga, i’m pullin’ they cars
he take you on a date and he took me to the bank
i could do everything a broke hoe can’t
yeah, they see me everywhere a broke hoe ain’t
put that red on your hair, you gon’ watch a b*tch paint
kyrie with the switch*up
these n*ggas can’t keep up, i’m breakin’ them down to the socks
everything litty, he likes when it’s hot
he need a milli’ to get in this box
my dealer’s big business, i ain’t got no feelings
you shoot off, you get off the pot
them hunnids, he feelin’ em, bag for a villain
i’m taking him for what he got
i’ma re*up, and flip it, and stack it, and stack it
you ’bout it, i make that sh*t happen
showed him the real, now he hate a b*tch cappin’
and i walk in the room and the b*tches start clappin’
[chorus]
this that bag talkin’, put your lil’ money up
b*tches ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh*t
i got a brick sittin’ on my wrist
’cause your lil’ money just drip like this
this that bag talkin’, put your lil’ money up
b*tches ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh*t
i got a brick sittin’ on my wrist
’cause your lil’ money just drip like this
(it’s that…)

- renni rucci lyrics

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