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letra de bag talk - ​lyriclou

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yeah man it’s yo boi lyriclou
n-gga it’s yo life n-gga choose

hook-
rich or broke? n-gga you choose
f-ck all my haters i can not lose
i come from da mud i barley had food
crunching them cheeto’s all in my soup
cold nights i came real far
let a n-gga try me yeah you get pop
(yeah you get pop)
yeah yeah
let a n-gga try me yeah you get pop(baow)
you can’t talk to me unless f-cking with a bag
you can’t hang with me unless you tryna get a bag
all about that bag talk bag talk
(bag talk)
all about that bag talk bag talk(yeah)
[lyriclou] verse
you wanna talk gimme a check
(run me up)
i took his b-tch i used her for head
(i did)
she blowing me up i leave her on read
no one was there when i was low
had no bed sleeping on the floor
bout 14 when i first seen dope
makin money moves i couldn’t broke
inhale the gas, exhale it slow
if you a opp come get da smoke
i got some hitters they’ll hit you for da low
come from da trap call it bando
shawty says she love me, yeah she hoe
count me up a rack thats not enough
workin ot so i don’t get stuck
i need a loaf f-ck all them crumbs
bag talk mentality
filp me 100 i need me a mill
made me a fortune i didn’t need a wheel
ten toes down forvea i’m trill
tryna be ricch ricch yeah i’m on
(i’m on n-gga)
yeah yeah
tryna be ricch ricch yeah i’m on (4eva i’m on)
yeah yeah
drip drip with the cuban on
hook-
rich or broke? n-gga you choose
f-ck all my haters i can not lose
i come from da mud i barley had food
crunching them cheeto’s all in my soup
cold nights i came real far
let a n-gga try me yeah you get pop
(yeah you get pop)
yeah yeah
let a n-gga try me yeah you get pop (baow)
you can’t talk to me unless f-cking with a bag (with a bag yeah)
you can’t hang with me unless you tryna get a bag (get a bag yeah)
all about that bag talk bag talk
(bag talk)
all about that bag talk bag talk (yeah)

[rony] verse
all about the bag talk b-tch
she fell in love with my wrist
me and lou in the club eyeing your girl ready to take yo b-tch
f-ck being happy and poor
rather be sad and rich
i keep my circle small cause all these boys be snitches
why you tryna be like me?
you can’t f-ck with me
when it come to rap i’m a g. o. d
i might, make you od
rony why you so op?
lmnop
always keep it p
mo money more problems swear
i get no sleep
i’m a demon, this i been dreaming
all these boys swear they be fiening
i got these racks, in my pocket
about to lift off, like a rocket (let’s go)
hustle like me you can hang with the steppers
i’m a businessman don’t call me a rapper
all about my f-cking bag
you all about your prada bag
i’m gone
hook-
rich or broke? n-gga you choose
f-ck all my haters i can not lose
i come from da mud i barley had food
crunching them cheeto’s all in my soup
cold nights i came real far
let a n-gga try me yeah you get pop
(yeah you get pop)
yeah yeah
let a n-gga try me yeah you get pop (baow)
you can’t talk to me unless f-cking with a bag
you can’t hang with me unless you tryna get a bag
all about that bag talk bag talk
(bag talk)
all about that bag talk bag talk(yeah)

bag talk

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- lyriclou

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