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free big meech - skilla baby lyrics

[intro]
ha
ha
nah, for real (nah, for real)
(my n*gga lee, i think we got another one
ha
(mia jay c)
fa*fa, grrah*da*da, huh

[verse 1]
wrist bust crazy, man, i be shinin’ like a light (like a light)
fa*fa, grrah*da*da, i’m too f*ckin’ rich to fight (ha)
catch my opps at the light in all black like dark knight (huh)
b*tches used to hold me, i ain’t have no money, sh*t was tight (it’s alright)
when they flip me, i ain’t really trippin’ ’cause i know my rights (ha)
i be flyer than a kite, givenchy, mike amiri ice
word on the street, these n*ggas on my ass, yeah, aight (yeah, aight)
i ain’t never ducked smoke, i been thuggin’ my whole life (ha)
i be goin’ through it but i keep it movin’, i’m aight
hutch and gary got me right, man, i’m lit up like a light
rule number one, don’t buy it once if you can’t buy it twice (phew)
when these n*ggas see me, they gon’ fight or flight ’cause it’s on sight (baow)
i be wrappin’ bows, put ’em in a box and on a flight
wrappin’ bows got me ballin’ like i’m mike, i gamble my life
every day i wake up is like i’m rollin’ dice
i jump on the flight, get the money, then jump on a flight
ice bows, top five (ice bows, top five), them k!llers on my side
another one of them n*ggas done died, oh, my god
pistol whip a n*gga with my bl!ck and leave him c*ckeyed (ha)
put a ten on him, it ain’t sh*t to get an opp fried (ha)
[chorus]
the bag in i’m in, i know n*ggas cannot f*ck with me (the bag in i’m in)
the bag i’m in, i make these n*ggas uncomfortable (the bag in i’m in)
the bag i’m in, i might put a n*gga in a trunk (the bag in i’m in)
the bag i’m in, i make fifty thousand every month (the bag in i’m in)
the bag i’m in, win after win (the bag in i’m in)
can’t be everywhere at once, i wish i had a twin (the bag in i’m in)
the bag i’m in, ten after ten (the bag in i’m in)
’cause we keep them chickens in like big meech and tee flen’ (ha, the bag in i’m in)
this bag i’m in, this one really personal (this bag in i’m in)
this bag i’m in, man, with this b*tch i’m surgical (this bag in i’m in)
this bag i’m in, i don’t need no friends (this bag in i’m in)
thank god for my ends, my benz, my benz (ha)

[verse 2]
lately, i been ridin’ ’round with all goblins
them boys tryna catch my opps outside and rob ’em
when they see me, better hope i ain’t got fye ’cause i’ma pop ’em (baow)
go up top like obi toppin, mike wazowski, i’m a monster (ha)
i grew up like junior healy, i’m a problem (i’m a problem)
all head shots, i’m tryna hit him in his noggin’ (frrt, baow)
even when he’s snorin’, i be tryna slide like a toboggan (ha)
rich as f*ck, still eatin’ top ramen (ha)

[chorus]
the bag in i’m in, i know n*ggas cannot f*ck with me (the bag in i’m in)
the bag i’m in, i make these n*ggas uncomfortable (the bag in i’m in)
the bag i’m in, i might put a n*gga in a trunk (the bag in i’m in)
the bag i’m in, i make fifty thousand every month (the bag in i’m in)
the bag i’m in, win after win (the bag in i’m in)
can’t be everywhere at once, i wish i had a twin (the bag in i’m in)
the bag i’m in, ten after ten (the bag in i’m in)
’cause we keep them chickens in like big meech and tee flen’ (ha, the bag in i’m in)
this bag i’m in, this one really personal (this bag in i’m in)
this bag i’m in, man, with this b*tch i’m surgical (this bag in i’m in)
this bag i’m in, i don’t need no friends (this bag in i’m in)
thank god for my ends, my benz, my benz (the bag i’m in, ha)

- skilla baby lyrics

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