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letra de bag marino (feat. doc kollins & treazy) - smoke skreezy

blottivaded

(doc kollins)
kollins

it’s heavy

yeah

n-gga i’m deebo
take ya money like casino
black pacino
with a mac in reno
leave the capp’n for the school yard
need a white castle, no k-mar
get checks in this b-tch
f-ck i look like tryna check for a b-tch?
turn a check to a brick
brick, new house, new whip
drown my wrist
smoke tree
buy zip
another night, another movie
all gold, b-tch choosy
in my bag like a tall can
n-ggas hate me but they all fans
die about these m’s (smoke!)
armed up, trunk full of limbs

(smoke skreezy)
maaan
ya’ll cats be bullsh-ttin
my sh-t cl-ssick like pulp fiction
dude listen
so high that the room drippin
blasting off
nasa launch
to ya door next day no amazon
i’m a mastodon
trample ya’ll
for the blue faces like avatar
have ya b-lls in a vice grip
toss canon b-lls, i’m a pirate
get my sandwich on
i need my bread
cheese and lettuce
i’m a need alllll that
kenan and kel, b-tch
in my bag, yeah i’m raw homie
although i look like opie
flow hot like they all on me
back then they didn’t want me
so you know they gotta hate when i walk in the building
b-tch it’s blotter ink what you thought that the deal is?
run up on the scene with a plot to get trillions
get that sh-t then i’m chilling
this skreezy, doc and treazy
that’s the trio
and i stay with a bag like i’m valentino

and you can chance it if you want but we a d-mn casino

and i stay up in my bag hoe i’m bag marino

(treazy)
please don’t let me inside of my bag
(inside my bag)
please don’t let me inside of my bag
(i’m in my bag b-tch)
please don’t let me inside of my m-th-f-ckin bag
(my bag my bag my bag my bag)
or i promise you that it’s gone be all bad
(don’t do it, n-gga!)

got so many bags i could get in
what bag should i get in right now
and i must add
if i pitch in, it’s mine now
ride a moustache
is it any good? find out
nah f-ck that
when i’m in the spot, pipe down
n-ggas try to be anything i thought like now
getting hot right now
turn the spot light down
it’s been a long day
sorry if i’m not nice
n-gga get a ten piece, lemon pepper wet, all flats
i don’t talk bullsh-t, what i spit is all facts
you could say it with your chest or get off my back
ya’ll been sleep on the kid
man i been off bap
but of course ya’ll be into the trends
pay the bouncer to get in with ya friends
are you pullin up?
i don’t know, depends
oh it’s sat-rday, here we go again
f-ck it, why not?

- smoke skreezy

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