MADD ft. dci., damn drone, Junior Dollar & quiswtf Lyrics

Ugh, bitch got in his bag yah

Ugh, now there's three shots in his back yeah

Yucky ugh

There's three shots in his back yeah, yeah it was so slight

Man this bitch is in his bag yah, it's so slight

Cause we be quick stepping in the highway, riches coming

You don't own loads, so what're you gonna say

Say, I don't fuck around with these perc's, perc

There's lotta slaughter gang, but bitches perky

We in the studio with the crew, ugh now he mad he mad

He mad, he mad

Bought her a fit and she popping dem tags

She think she comin with me to Milan

Woah, yes I can

Poppin dem, poppin dem, poppin dem tags

Hop in a, hop in a, hop in a jag

He mad, he mad, he mad, he mad

Yeah

He mad, he mad

Walkin round wit a big ass bag

Swerve, we hop in a vet

I know you getting upset

I just got me some new checks

I got these drugs in my cup, huh

I got that mud in my cup

I swear its never enough

Don't go outside it's okay yeah

Don't go outside it's okay yeah

Don't go outside it's okay yeah

Baby don't go outside it's okay yeah

Outside away

Lil' baby who, lil baby

Man

Baby who is you

Baby who is you, yeah

Baby who is you

Why you calling

Baby who is you

When you calling me

Aw yeah

I'm walking around with a brand new bag

I'm walking around lil' nigga so mad

All of these bitches going out sad

And she's so caked, I might eat that

On my neck and my wrist like a pot of gold

You couldn't see you past all of the diamonds though

I'm sipping on Wock, you sipping on Pepto

I just popped some, wash these down

So much diamonds she gon' neck me now

Lotta' that talk, boutta' let me down

I'm bussin' my time piece, I got it right now

Yeah, let's go

I'm with NGC we never lack, yeah

SP boutta' put 2 shots in his back

Yeah, let's go

Ugh , bitch got in his bag yah

Ugh, now there's three shots in his back yeah

Yucky ugh

There's three shots in his back yeah, yeah it was so slight

Man this bitch is in his bag yah, it's so slight

Cause we be quick stepping in the highway, riches coming

You don't own loads, so what're you gon say

Say, I don't fuck around with these perc's, perc

There's lotta slaughter gang, but bitches perky

Woahh

Fell in love with her physique, yuh

She boutta to go suck my meat, ugh

I'm on a perc go to sleep

Money and hoes what I seek

Leggo yea we be outside, outside

FN on me you gonna die

We gonna make yo mamma cry

We gonna smoke you and get high

These bitches be loving me way too damn much, they be fuckin wit my vibes

Percocet yea that's my vice

Scamming these hoes left and right

And bitch I'm a thief of the night yea

And bitch I'm a thief of the night yea

Riding with that motherfucking fire, yeah

I'm up with that bitch, we saying goodbye

I ride for my gang, and I die for my guys

If you wanna live you better comply

Hey, it's pleasing me ugh

How them bitches be

In Louis Vuitton with me

Every bitch is bad

I'm losing me

In you, mayday

I'm losing me, in you