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letra de sidebag - semi-ai

hook
semi keep it close if anybody want smoke (want smoke)
i might spray you like a roach or put you out like a pote (big ropes)
i don’t like to speak in public hit me up on the low (solo)
i can’t f-ck wit politicians they can’t get me to vote (oh no)
ooh yea
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
yeah
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
we gotta (wе gotta)

verse 1
woah yea
this is thе life that i chose bad
nights drink em’ straight to the morning
vamoose to my haters gon’ they ass
they plotting they watching my home
these bags they double they make wit a quote in hand
i’m quotin’ they said they gon’ dump my ass and watch me sink in the ocean yea
i guess we gon see where it goes
i used to walk to school and cop from fools that told me which ones and what not to choose
i got some sh-t that i got to prove
number one baby too hot to lose
i guess we double my knots and stretch out the pot
then pass to the gang i love them a lot
we might make it lil homie lookin at the news
hook
semi keep it close if anybody want smoke (want smoke)
i might spray you like a roach or put you out like a pote (big ropes)
i don’t like to speak in public hit me up on the low (solo)
i can’t f-ck wit politicians they can’t get me to vote (oh no)
ooh yea
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
yeah
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
we gotta (we gotta)

verse 2
who got funds
tryna get this plug
we in the studio vibin
let it sw-ng and we coming alive man
way too many be duckin and jivin
way too fly i be f-ckin up flight plans
triple eye lookin’ straight through your side glance
and i’m sinkin the bottom of my glass
and i hittin’ i’m thinkin a high chance
the real don’t win no more
i’m going places they ain’t been before
if you ain’t ever touch the rim before
then you ain’t seen the heights i did before
like you ain’t been inside a lids before
you cappin’ if you said you didn’t before
im wit it baby talkin love galore
way too high
sis cannot sit on my side
you cannot get in my ride
split em up sit em up tied
hit my line
get em up get em out
bye
i can’t tell a lie
murders on mind
hook
semi keep it close if anybody want smoke (want smoke)
i might spray you like a roach or put you out like a pote (big ropes)
i don’t like to speak in public hit me up on the low (solo)
i can’t f-ck wit politicians they can’t get me to vote (oh no)
ooh yea
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)
yeah
we gotta get to the bag (yeah)

- semi ai

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