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i got - knownghost lyrics

[intro]
yeah
huh, yeah

[pre*chorus]
i got a b*tch and she bad (she bad)
i got a b*tch with a bag (with a bag)
maybe my pockets too fat (too fat)
baby, your ass too fat (too fat)
i’m tryna slide in a jag
don’t know the b*tch but she call me dad

[verse 1]
ridin’ h*llcat man, f*ck the lil scat
i was fourteen chasing that bag
i was fourteen selling ’em grams
now b*tches hit me up on the gram
do this sh*t solo, i don’t got no band
but i’m still counting up all these bands
so much cash on me, running out of rubber bands

[chorus]
i got a b*tch and she bad (she bad)
i got a b*tch with a bag (with a bag)
maybe my pockets too fat (too fat)
baby, your ass too fat (too fat)
i’m tryna slide in a jag
don’t know the b*tch but she call me dad
don’t know the b*tch but i got her mad
she like “why you don’t text back?”
my bad, i been getting to the racks
my bad, i just been in my bag
i got a b*tch and she bad (she bad)
i got a b*tch with a bag (with a bag)
maybe my pockets too fat (too fat)
baby, your ass too fat (too fat)
i’m tryna slide in a jag
don’t know the b*tch but shе call me dad
[verse 2]
it’s five in the morning right now
and not gon’ liе, i’m just needing that ass
for me she gon’ throw that sh*t back
she call me up, i make that sh*t clap
huh, yeah no cap
on the roads and i love staying strapped
on the roads and we really get back
lil boy go check the stats
nah, you ain’t f*cking with me
you ain’t f*cking wit gang
you ain’t f*cking with us
i’m rocking all black b*tch and i’m tryna go hop in a double r truck
i’ma go call up some b*tches to slide and come suck the whole gang up
and i’ma go call up some shooters to slide and come stick your whole gang up

[bridge]
got a problem baby? tell me what’s up
you know i got all of these drugs
i’m better than all of your plugs
and i give you good d*ck, that’s a plus
give you good d*ck, that’s a must
you know i love that body so much
pull out the b*tch fore i bust
put out her tongue when i nut
[pre*chorus]
i got a b*tch and she bad (she bad)
i got a b*tch with a bag (with a bag)
maybe my pockets too fat (too fat)
baby, your ass too fat (too fat)
i’m tryna slide in a jag
don’t know the b*tch but she call me dad
(don’t know the b*tch but she call me dad, yeah the b*tch calling me dad)

[verse 3]
swear i can’t relate with these boys, cause they broke
g19, what the f*ck i’m gon’ tote
big ass shank, boy you could get poked
roll up the za, yeah i’m smoking good dope
i could really rap boy, who want the smoke?
i could really rap, just let me take a toke
white fiend off the perc, she gon’ float
p*ssy boy told, he gon’ sink the whole boat
man this sh*t played out and this sh*t old
stealing my style and they stealing my flow
couple hundred for my chain, white gold
mollys and xans what i been done sold
tie up her hair and she take away my soul
no stripper in this b*tch but i still got a pole
no stripper in this b*tch but these b*tches on go
(yeah, i got these b*tches on go)
[chorus]
i got a b*tch and she bad (she bad)
i got a b*tch with a bag (with a bag)
maybe my pockets too fat (too fat)
baby, your ass too fat (too fat)
i’m tryna slide in a jag
don’t know the b*tch but she call me dad
don’t know the b*tch but i got her mad
she like “why you don’t text back?”
my bad, i been getting to the racks
my bad, i just been in my bag
i got a b*tch and she bad (she bad)
i got a b*tch with a bag (with a bag)
maybe my pockets too fat (too fat)
baby, your ass too fat (too fat)
i’m tryna slide in a jag
don’t know the b*tch but she call me dad

- knownghost lyrics

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