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lirik lagu bag – cresp joe & vlone flare

[intro: cresp joe]
hey hey cresp joe
they ain’t bag man

[chorus: cresp joe]]
who get the bag (who)
he get the bag, she get the bag, nope! (huh?)
they dream the bag, they wish the bag, this is what they hope (they hope)
i get the bag, we get the bag, what’s in the bag? dope! (ouu)
sorry my bad, i had to have, this is what we chose! (buy that sh-t)

buy with the bag, buy with the bag
bag buy what, ho (ow god)
buy with the bag, buy with the bag
bag buy what, ho (watch out my)
watch out my dab, watch out my dab
watch out my what, blow (uou)
watch out my dab, watch out my dab
watch out my what, blow

[verse 1: vlone flare]
we got a bag (bag)
you really need a get a bag
i’m chasin’ this cash, i’m doing the dash (the dash)
a n-gga be swerving in a foreign fast i’m smokin’ the gas (the gas)
that b-tch is so strong, it might hit you back (hit you the bag)
pull up with that mag (the mag)
i heard that you mad, you got robbed for yo bag (haa)

these n-ggas so flag (flag)
they claim to be savage, it’s really so sad (so sad)
you talking bout this (this)
you talkin bout that, you really a rat (rat rat)
i keep me a stack (a stack)
the 100 and 50’s, what you know bout that (like walk)
i’m sipping that wok (that wok)
the purple on my t–th, make it glow in the dawk (ayy)

you sniffin’ that chalk (that chalk)
smoke me a wood, imma take me a walk (a walk)
she tryna get off (she off)
she toppin me off, till i can’t even walk got bands in da vault (the vault)
nine hundred block, forever i walk (nine hundred gang)
i ain’t gone talk (ayy)
yo main chick wanna f-ck, but i know she all talk (she all talk)

i got a bag (a bag)
joe got a bag, blacko got a bag (boom gang)
you n-ggas be last (y’all last)
y’all really upset go chase you a bag (a bag)
we gotta stash (stash)
your chick gotta bag, she left yo broke -ss (ayy)
so we know that you mad (you mad)
if you dissin’ this mag gone leave holes in yo -ss (boom, boom, boom on gang)

[verse 2: blacko]
the bag the bag
the bag the bag they asking the bag
we up we gat
ma n-ggas gon come, come take it from you
we straight outta way
we f-cking this b-tches we ain’t here to play
we up in the jets
elevator we ain’t using the stairs

we straight outta fashion
balmain we straight ain’t no time for discussion
we up the mansion
f-cking yo girl she don’t want no abortion
i put a caution
find me my bag come i give you a portion
this city’s distortion
y’all look my way imma give y’all precaution

ayy ayy, this n-ggas they bad
this n-ggas be f-ckingly mad
i don’t know what it is the gat
but f-ck sh-t if it ain’t bout the bag
ayy, ayy, this n-ggas they laugh
we n-ggas gon’ laugh
they come for our bag
we shoot from the back
we counting the stacks

ayy, ayy, you got the weed
n-ggas been sniffing nose bleed
pull out a gun in front of ya dad
shoot shoot we don’t play with our bag
n-ggas be mad
we up and we count
we weigh up the pound
we talk and they frown
we stick to the plan
we stick to the plan
yeah, yeah, yeah

[outro: cresp joe]
god dawn, pa, pa, pa, pa, dab)

- cresp joe vlone flare

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