BagBack Lyrics

30 niggas in my business 40 made 50 bag back

223's knock converters out of catalans

I love the results from the field but the streets don't love me back

I think the devil is deskyiz as captain Jack

I just got a call from freak

That's yo bitch that's my freak

I hit her ever other week

She can't get enough of me

Who me

I'm that nigga wit them Icey as teeth

Pocket full of ouchies on my baby

I just had a shoot out in the streets

Niggas cry they want beef

Until this aa12 wit a drum street sweet

Crime scene in the middle of the streets

Low key I wanted peace but the devil after me

On my baby

See the look up in her eyes she mesmerized

Facy automobiles gotta b mob ties

You know the wave what's the deal do t waste my time

She a bandit the backseat a do just fine

Basic nigga wit a thot he don't even kno

I don't care that you a mark and you love her bro

It is what it ain't I don't fight ova hoes

Ammunition spilling out the whip he lost his shit

Now he don't really wanna fight he wanna plead the fifth

Change of heart when he seen Shawn kemp wit a drum

Everybody wanna run After they start something

Until they missing then I tend to not remember nothin

Too many drugs in my system I can't straight

Cut everybody off I assume was a sneaky snake

A pint and a pound of cookies what a wonderful day

Pour all of my sins and smoke all of it away

Got a strange call from a freak from the east

Either a set up or she can't get enough of me

I ain't got time I'm going home where I'm suppose to be

Toxic Nigga wash my dick and go to sleep

I just got a call from freak

That's yo bitch

That's my freak

I hit her ever other week

She can't get enough of me

who me

I'm that nigga wit them Icey as teeth

Pocket full of ouchies on my baby

I just had a shoot out in the streets

Niggas cry they want beef

Until this aa12 wit a drum street sweet

Crime scene in the middle of the streets

Low key I wanted peace but the devil after me

On my baby