Intro ft. DreLmr Lyrics

Woah

Bag them

Take his ass down he on punishment

Dicking her down, got her screaming my government

We ain't fucking with niggas , they really on sucker shit

Hop out the car with that stick tryna punish shit

Blowing up my phone, shawty stay on some other shit

Freestyle straight off the top, I'm a punch it in

Blowing the Glock till it pop, if my brother hit

And I'm tryna catch me a scotty,

Ima bag him and park the free car in a alley

Shots going off bro rolling beside me

Screaming free tale, bro locked for a body

Trap loaded with bags, we getting them off

Bitch i don't want you around me , you don't know all my songs

Come to the spot hit a jay, got her locking her jaws

Naw we ain't kissing or nothing, better take off your thong

We in the stew high as shit

And bro point him out, then you know we going get them

Don't talk about bags, bitch you know we going send them

You send me that cash and that shit get delivered

That nickel my rocket that shit really flip them

Put cash on his head he got hit in the liver

Keep that stick on my side it got hot in the winter

Free brodie i think he come home in December

Why you keep calling my phone, you ain't letting me fuck

Clocked in, in the trap trying double it up

Bitch think she lit with that lil ass butt

Sending half on the plane ,other half on the truck

Bitch i got two many grams ,got my scale fucking up

You'd be surprised what this trap house do in a month

It could be 4th and forever, we ain't going for no punt

If i can't find my nickel I go get the pump

Take his ass down he on punishment

Dicking her down, got her screaming my government

We ain't fucking with niggas, they really on sucker shit

Hop out the car with that stick tryna punish shit

Blowing up my phone, shawty stay on some other shit

Freestyle straight off the top, I'm a punch it in

Blowing the Glock till it pop, if my brother hit