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lirik lagu trash bags – wizz havinn

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[intro]
yeah, n*gga, i’m the (plug)
ayy
n*gga, uh (yeah, ayy)
ayy (come on)
(ah, come on)

[chorus]
i’m the plug
n*gga, you ain’t never seen a dub (you ain’t never seen a dub, n*gga)
fall off from the club, all the hoes show me love (yeah)
i’ma put it in they face, i don’t think they had enough (uh*uh)
yeah, i’m in that one bag, i been stackin’ cabbage up (plug, stackin’ that sh*t up)
my phone doin’ what a rabbit do, this b*tch jump (uh, uh, uh)
when i hit that, “n*gga, uh,” man, that get your b*tch crunk (n*gga, uh)
bendin’ corners, got ’bout fifty plates in the trunk (in the trunk)
trash bags filled up, packs in, finna dump (finna dump)

[verse]
racks in my jeans, both pockets, look like humps (they look like humps, n*gga)
get the m’s, i’ma feed the streets, call me wizz trump (wizz trump)
lookin’ crazy, i’ll punch you in your sh*t and leavе a lump
got some young n*ggas that’s ruthless, hit your ass with a pump (baow, baow)
this gas real stink, yеah, it’s somethin’ like a skunk (plug)
i’m at the spot where they sell dope and play tunk (yeah)
these n*ggas dubs, real*deal scrubs (real scrubs)
they salute the wizz ’cause i came up out the mud (i came up out the mud, n*gga)
dirty money, i’m just tryna clean it (i’m just tryna clean it)
pullin’ through striker city, rollin’ with some demons (with some demons)
comin’ real trim, when i pop out, be the cleanest (be the cleanest)
i ain’t dropped nothin’ in a minute, man, i got the streets fiendin’ (plug,, yeah, n*gga)
[chorus]
n*gga, you ain’t never seen a dub (uh*uh)
fall off from the club, all the hoes show me love (they gon’ show wizz love)
i’ma put it in they face, i don’t think they had enough (i don’t think they had enough)
yeah, i’m in that one bag, i been stackin’ cabbage up (i been stackin’ that sh*t up, n*gga)
my phone doin’ what a rabbit do, this b*tch jump (this b*tch jumpin’)
when i hit that, “n*gga, uh,” man, that get your b*tch crunk (she was up)
bendin’ corners, got ’bout fifty plates in the trunk (in the trunk, n*gga)
trash bags filled up, packs in, finna dump (finna dump, n*gga)

[outro]
yeah, n*gga, uh

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