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lirik lagu bag it – the deadly youngan

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[chorus]
b*tch im tryna leave em dead uh kilagram
pop out tryna k!ll a man b*tch a man b*tch we gone spin again spin again like spinabenz
leave you with a toe tag like this city trends many men a hundred bands b*tch we deadly men
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em

[verse 1]
b*tch im a deadly youngan dont hold hands no friends no pants
catch you lacking without that strap then imma hit you and yo mans
b*tch imma pull up with this gat and two straps with a pan
b*tch imma pull up with this fake gun and a godd*mn soda can
a n*gga play im on his ass like me and his mama last night
b*tch i dont drive in cars p*ssy b*tch i ride on bikes
b*tch imma pull up with this sword like i was a knight
i had shot him so many times like is you ight
wheelchair n*gga walking with no f*cking legs
b*tch i keep a stalker on me might be on the dark web
face look paralized n*gga look like special ed
n*gga all i spit is fire i think im in h*ll
[chorus]
b*tch im tryna leave em dead uh kilagram
pop out tryna k!ll a man b*tch a man b*tch we gone spin again spin again like spinabenz
leave you with a toe tag like this city trends many men a hundred bands b*tch we deadly men
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em

[verse 2]
b*tch imma send yo ass to the sky like a blimp
he was dissing now he walking like a grandma with a limp
im in love with the money n*ggas think that im a simp
n*gga i feel like im from back then a player pimp
we got you running like a motor in a car
b*tch you can try and run you ain’t gone make it far
sing at yo funeral this choppa a guitar
hit you with this choppa like im at a f*cking bar
b*tch better close yo motherf*cking mouth like a trunk
we ain’t taking bits b*tch we taking chunks
a n*gga play p*ssy b*tch you in a blunt
b*tch we on yo ass young n*gga tryna hunt

[chorus]
b*tch im tryna leave em dead uh kilagram
pop out tryna k!ll a man b*tch a man b*tch we gone spin again spin again like spinabenz
leave you with a toe tag like this city trends many men a hundred bands b*tch we deadly men
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
[outro]
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b*tch we tryna bodybag em tryna bodybag em
b*tch we tryna
b*tch we tryna
b*tch we tryna
b*tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em

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