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​​we looking rad - ​bleood lyrics

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[chorus: bleood]
i just wanna get that bag
stepping all over on yo’ ass
in function, yeah, i swag
yo’ b*tch love my bag
put her ass on some
in the back, f*cking beat
we looking rad
all these n*ggas turning on ’34
he get*he get wacked*he get wacked
n*gga, put my bag, turban
these drugs too bad
it’s too easy, my bag
in function, yo’ b*tch getting smashed
you ain’t on sh*t, n*gga, you cap
i sell you anything, got a tag
we gon’ take her to the motherf*cking back
making money off these motherf*cking tracks
i just wanna get that bag
stepping all over on yo’ ass
in function, yeah, i swag
yo’ b*tch love my bag
put her ass on some
in the back, f*cking beat
we looking rad
all these n*ggas turning on ’34
he get*he get wacked*w*w*w*w*wacked*he get wack*wack*wacked*ed*ed
[verse: acid souljah]
pull up*pull up with straps
this look a scary movie
i look like i’m leather face, and it’s normal
up as f*ck, so she hit me up, tryna give me face
everyone know we up, so they try, and take our place
seb, 1c, b*tch we first place
b*tch, i’m driving ’round with drugs on the interstate
if the feds try to pull me over, then i’m going cray, cray
then i’m screaming like i’m luke kane
all*all*all*all*all acids*acids, d*mn i think i lost my brain*my brain
pistolero in the back, off a oxy’
i’m really based, that’s why all them b*tches on me
pistolero in the back, off a oxy’
i’m really based, that’s why all these b*tches on
we swag as f*ck, and that’s why they like to copy
i’m coming up, b*tch, you cannot stop me
seb in this b*tch, we make h*lla’ mun’
1c in this b*tch, yeah, we coming up
i love all my bros, i swear that we all in love (yo, it’s your boy nick zuro, run that sh*t back, n*gga)

[chorus: bleood]
i just wanna get that bag
stepping all over on yo’ ass
in function, yeah, i swag
yo’ b*tch love my bag
put her ass on some
in the back, f*cking beat
we looking rad
all these n*ggas turning on ’34
he get*he get wacked*he get wacked
n*gga, put my bag, turban
these drugs too bad
it’s too easy, my bag
in function, yo’ b*tch getting smashed
you ain’t on sh*t, n*gga, you cap
i sell you anything, got a tag
we gon’ take her to the motherf*cking back
making money off these motherf*cking tracks

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