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drop a bag - tee grizzley lyrics

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[intro]
i’ll drop a bag on a b*tch n*gga (cash)
she gon’ shake that ass for a rich n*gga (facts)
i’ll drop a bag on a b*tch n*gga (cash)
she gon’ shake that ass for a rich n*gga (let’s get it)

[verse 1]
if you owe me, then you need it more than me, go ‘head and keep it, bro
i’m in the whip, my wrist keep lightin’ up, they think my blinker’s on
never crossed my brothers, that’s the law, go check the penal code
sh*t we sellin’ loud like the volume up on speakerphone
i was sittin’ in prison doin’ time with lifers (what happened?)
ready to turn that b*tch into a movie, michael myers (come herе)
these n*ggas’ life a moviе, liar, liar
and they act like b*tches, they probably be out here slicin’ tires (no cap)
standard glock, i don’t need no switch, n*gga (no switch)
this b*tch still gon’ burn you down, we don’t miss n*ggas (boom, boom, boom)
all the straps in brodie name, we legit with ’em (we legit with ’em)
i can’t give away my shoes, they don’t fit n*ggas (they don’t fit n*ggas)
[chorus]
i’ll drop a bag on a b*tch n*gga (cash)
she gon’ shake that ass for a rich n*gga (facts)
i’ll drop a bag on a b*tch n*gga (cash)
she gon’ shake that ass for a rich n*gga (fast, b*tch)
i’ll split my last with my brother (lil’ bro)
when i was down, all i had was my brother
i’ma ride for him even if i’m mad at my brother
if he call, i’ma come get on your ass with a hundred (whole hundred)

[verse 2]
don’t come around me with them n*ggas that’s around you (don’t do it)
just because you f*ck with them n*ggas don’t mean that i do (i don’t)
n*ggas be in too many crowds, can’t be in mine too (they can’t)
and if it go that way with them n*ggas, you gon’ get dropped too (brr)
gray and black rolls truck, license plate say bag addict
bulletproof that b*tch, if n*ggas shoot, we just gon’ laugh at ’em
i get paid to f*ck the club up, then do the dash after
every dollar come i’m savin’ half, i’m a stack master (stack master)
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, they know how i’m comin’, n*gga
big chopper, call it andre, i threw a drummond in it
n*ggas steady tryna beef with us, go get some money, n*gga
still’ll have my young n*gga run up and throw a hundred in ’em, b*tch

[chorus]
i’ll drop a bag on a b*tch n*gga (cash)
she gon’ shake that ass for a rich n*gga (facts)
i’ll drop a bag on a b*tch n*gga (cash)
she gon’ shake that ass for a rich n*gga (fast)
i’ll split my last with my brothers (with my n*ggas)
when i was down, all i had was my brothers
i’ma ride for ’em even if i’m mad at my brothers
if they call, i’ma come get on your ass with a hundred

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