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bring me 10k - db.boutabag lyrics

[db.boutabag]

aye, i just do it better
aye, lame n*ggas i just do it better

don’t ask me how i’m balling on these n*ggas, i just do it better
thirty thousand out the bank and threw it in my sweater
why is db always in her pockets cause i got a sweater
couple thousand out the b*tch and i barely met her 2x

ima chase a bag in the sun, snow, and stormy weather
i got more money than your dad cause i do it better
baby know i always need a bag and i ain’t have to tell her
she gone bring me 10k and i ain’t have to sell her
you gone bring a bag or you gone go
you ain’t gotta like it

let a lease for this, this pole strikin’, he thought it was lightening
brought the baddest b*tch in the club and i wasn’t excited
she ain’t use to let me ride the boat, now she want me to drive it
off clocks, doing a hundred, b*tch i’m the driver
i want to spark up again, i just need a lighter
i been bending corners all week i’m tryna burn the tires
hot boxin’ that load, b*tch where’s the fire
i’m higher than a b*tch, but i’m getting higher
i just woke up and made a ten now i’m getting flyer
b*tch, a perfect drop, straight walk, ima faithful buyer
a hundred in this load, no buckle ima dangerous driver
n*gga, you ain’t got no za, you just getting over
b*tch bout a bag and she bad i gotta bend her over
she gone let you hit it off a pill, i hit it while she sober
and i’m hanging round old benjis all you n*ggas lower
don’t ask me how i’m balling on these n*ggas i just do it better
thirty thousand out the bank and threw it in my sweater
why is db always in her pockets cause i got a sweater
couple thousand out the b*tch and i barely met her 2x

[raniiboutabag]

you a b*tch saver, ima double cup sipper
i think my dawg stupid all he know is keep spending
ima do it for a bag you gone do it for the image
when the life in the streets, tie my shoes, n*ggas trippin
way from doing n*ggas scandalous now labels wanna manage
bout a bag takin over, i know n*ggas can’t stand us
i done stripped too many n*ggas, ion like being on camera
bro somethin’ like he throwin’ gotta ask you keep hammering
me and mines bout a bag, you and yours bout the b*tch
when i’m looking at my son all i see is taking risks
she keep asking where i been, prolly plottin’ on yo n*gga
you been thuggin’ all to life how the f*ck you turn victim

don’t ask me how i’m balling on these n*ggas i just do it better
thirty thousand out the bank and threw it in my sweater
why is db always in her pockets cause i got a sweater
couple thousand out the b*tch and i barely met her 2x

- db boutabag lyrics

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