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letra de bag it up - cobo75

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[intro]
(blaze is goin’ up)
brr, brr

[chorus]
bag it up and get it gone, all i know is trap (trap)
this balenciaga, prada, bape chrome wasn’t by the rap
you ever made some paper while you nap, then wake up to new racks? (d-mn)
candy sweet, spend it now and later, know i’ma get it back

[verse 1]
baptize again, ask to god to rinse my sins (amen)
death and losses, seen a couple coffins, i just want revenge, hop in the v and bend (bah)
f-ck the range, we spin that block often, hop out, aim at chin
switch on the back of every gen (brr, brr), lackin’ ain’t gon’ help him win
don’t diss the dead unless you rеady to meet ’em (come herе)
fell in love with meds, i’m droppin’ fours in exotic liters
soon as you get that bread, they need you, started beggin’ like felisha
posted on the block like a night owl, different vision, know that i’m a creature, micro draco delete him (bah, bah)

[chorus]
bag it up and get it gone, all i know is trap (trap)
this balenciaga, prada, bape chrome wasn’t by the rap
you ever made some paper while you nap, then wake up to new racks? (d-mn)
candy sweet, spend it now and later, know i’ma get it back
[verse 2]
can’t hop in with no ghost, better chances at the boat
fifty-fifty they ain’t gon’ blow
i don’t want it if it ain’t for sure
this glizzy water, fresh up out the store (water)
got a lot of bodies, this gl!ck a ho
i get a lime, lil’ bro gon’ throw (bah)
missed that head, but hit his throat
i had lost my mind and lost my grind, i had to get on track
lost my brothers, got right back
my side lose, won’t hear ’bout that
no matter the weather, you better not lack
two hundred shots in the back of the ‘lac
they confused ’cause i rap, reload the clips and spin right back (bah, bah)
just keep sendin’ and spinnin’ like it’s the beginnin’
you’ll get fried for thinkin’ sh-t chicken
known as a menace, i’m standin’ on business
cleats on, knee-deep in the trenches
they keep on recruitin’, i never cared
keep on scoomin’, n0body get spared
i get off meds and converse the dead
bl–dy man, all i see is red

[chorus]
bag it up and get it gone, all i know is trap (trap)
this balenciaga, prada, bape chrome wasn’t by the rap
you ever made some paper while you nap, then wake up to new racks? (d-mn)
candy sweet, spend it now and later, know i’ma get it back

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