bag to blow - soulja boy tell 'em lyrics
i came out the trenches
my n-gg- we whip cream
you know that i hop out the bentley, on gang
my n-gg-s dressed in that dolce & gabbana
i got some bricks, went and got me some money
on o block you know we’ll run it
go get the contra and i go get that money
young n-gg- pull up, you know that i’m stuntin’
i got a bag to blow, i got a bag to blow
i got a bag to blow, i got a bag to blow
i got a bag of blow, f-ckin your b-tch, f-ckin your hoe
i got a bag of blow, ya your b-tch, she walkin ’round marble floor
a bad blow
came out the trenches
my n-gg- we whipping
i really be gettin’
i hop in the bentley, i skkrrrttt
young n-gg- know that i put in that work
mess with drako and you get put in the dirt
i came up from selling and trappin’ the xans
young n-gg- just did a show in france
that n-gg- pull up, i’m gettin’ to the money
hop out a rari, know how we stunt
roll in a coupe and it cost me a hundred
young drako n-gg-, i been gettin’ money
pussy -ss n-gg- you look so funny
hop out the rari, i head to the money
everybody know that i get to the cash
poppin’ another one of them xans
young n-gg- got a new bag
i got a bag to blow
i came out the trenches
my n-gg- we whip cream
you know that i hop out the bentley, on gang
my n-gg-s dressed in that dolce & gabbana
i got some bricks, went and got me some money
on o block you know we’ll run it
go get the contra and i go get that money
young n-gg- pull up, you know that i’m stuntin’
i got a bag to blow, i got a bag to blow
i got a bag to blow, i got a bag to blow
i got a bag of blow, f-ckin your b-tch, f-ckin your hoe
i got a bag of blow, ya your b-tch she walkin ’round marble floor
a bad blow
young drako n-gg- i pop out with sticks
pussy -ss n-gg- you know you a b-tch
im in the trenches i move through there with hollowtip
slide somewhere yo -ss will get flipped
i just met perp in the trap and you know that i trapped him
made a wrong move and my n-gg- start gackin’
what n-gg- you know about action?
balenciaga, i threw on my fashion
young drako n-gg- i pop out with sticks
young drako n-gg- you know that i made my hood rich
it’s bout to pop off with bands and them bricks
money, your house and i hit me a lick
v-12 turbo sskkkrrrrttt new kick
fast and the furious, no nitro kit
i leave my show and i go sell a brick
young drako n-gg-, i’m rich
i came out the trenches
my n-gg- we whip cream
you know that i hop out the bentley, on gang
my n-gg-s dressed in that dolce & gabbana
i got some bricks, went and got me some money
on o block you know we’ll run it
go get the contra and i go get that money
young n-gg- pull up, you know that i’m stuntin’
i got a bag to blow, i got a bag to blow
i got a bag to blow, i got a bag to blow
i got a bag of blow, f-ckin your b-tch, f-ckin your hoe
i got a bag of blow, ya your b-tch, she walkin ’round marble floor
a bad blow
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