letra de in my bag - sob odee
[intro]
ayy
y’all already know how the f-ck i’m comin’, man
big general
sob sh-t
[chorus]
ayy, i been poppin’ my sh-t, i been in my bag for a lil’ minute
talk crazy, make him stand on what he said when foenem get him
torture him, don’t k!ll him, pops, he told me, “son, boy, you that n-gga”
try to run, we trip him, og raised the money makin’ minute
havin’ my way, summer ’23, can’t go back to that block
i made a ten off this [?], still in that trap, just gotta knock
my blood, it get to boilin’ when some n-ggas act like somethin’ they not
guns inside my videos, that sh-t got old, i had to stop
[verse 1]
how the f-ck your family starvin’, but you keep postin’ that knot?
i f-ck a opp ho while she throwin’ that ass back, i grab the glock
stay consistent, put this sh-t up in they face so i don’t flop
ain’t no hesitation, i’m the type to chase one of my opps
og, hе a problem, what them n-ggas said? i’ll chase thе car
love the b-tch who roll the ‘woods ’cause i don’t like to taste cigar
on the skyway switchin’ lanes, my nickel on me, facin’ ‘za
try to take it there, bet i won’t play fair, i’ll take it far
catchin’ flights, not catchin’ feelings, i been skippin’ state to state
this designer sh-t ain’t cheap, for this amiri spent some pape’
when i blow, them b-tches hurt, them hollow tips, they penetrate
you in the streets, but you a kid, go read a book, get out the way
[chorus]
i been poppin’ my sh-t, i been in my bag for a lil’ minute
talk crazy, make him stand on what he said when foenem get him
torture him, don’t k!ll him, pops, he told me, “son, boy, you that n-gga”
try to run, we trip him, og raised the money makin’ minute
havin’ my way, summer ’23, can’t go back to that block
i made a ten off this [?], still in that trap, just gotta knock
my blood, it get to boilin’ when some n-ggas act like somethin’ they not
guns inside my videos, that sh-t got old, i had to stop
[verse 2]
catch a n-gga, do him bad and then i scratch him off the list
these hoes be thinkin’ ’cause they got a ass, odee gon’ give ’em d-ck
f-ck up out my face, you ain’t got motion, i’m too lit
rapper n-ggas think i’m sweet, they play with me, they won’t exist
.223s and 5.56s, i’m so confused, it’s hard to pick
sig on me, i’d rather goons on the ar, it’s hard to miss
i’ll blow a few, my target hit, bounce out, i’m smart as sh-t
the opps, they mad, i spank they ass, but they the ones who started it
i’m too picky ’bout my craft and i won’t drop no garbage sh-t
you a rapper, then keep your gun ’cause it’s a dub on artist hit
sh-ll catcher inside the club incase he think he hard as bricks
it’s not easy comin’ down my block, i bet i spark the whip
[chorus]
ayy, i been poppin’ my sh-t, i been in my bag for a lil’ minute
talk crazy, make him stand on what he said when foenem get him
torture him, don’t k!ll him, pops, he told me, “son, boy, you that n-gga”
try to run, we trip him, og raised the money makin’ minute
havin’ my way, summer ’23, can’t go back to that block
i made a ten off this [?], still in that trap, just gotta knock
my blood, it get to boilin’ when some n-ggas act like somethin’ they not
guns inside my videos, that sh-t got old, i had to stop
i been poppin’ my sh-t, i been in my bag for a lil’ minute
talk crazy, make him stand on what he said when foenem get him
torture him, don’t k!ll him, pops, he told me, “son, boy, you that n-gga”
try to run, we trip him, og raised the money makin’ minute
[outro]
on my brother
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