Bands Lyrics

[Chorus]
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
p*ssy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic—
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger, need a belt to keep pants up
Pop a couple .9s up at his feet, now he a dancer
p*ssy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, come and see the necromancer
[Verse 1]
I'm a light a church up, liquor in my cup, uh
Bitch, you got me f*cked up, steady with the pump, yuh
Click-clack, bow, nuketown or the slums
Typin' in the comments like a bunch of f*ckin' bums
Think I'm 'bout done with these mothaf*ckas, everybody really wanna be thе one to talk that shit
Ain't nobody really wanna do it in the samе room
Guess I better be the one to walk that shit
Get up out the goddy with a shotty, everybody really gonna wanna put the f*ckin' hands up quick
Gimme, gimme, gimme the cash
I'm boutta pull up on a mothaf*cka comin' for the brand new whip

[Chorus]
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger need a belt to keep pants up
Pop a couple .9s at up his feet, now he a dancer
p*ssy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic—
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger need a belt to keep pants up Pop a couple .9s at up his feet, now he a dancer
p*ssy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, come and see the necromancer

[Verse 2]
Think I be goin' insane
Bitch, I'm an animal, I can't be tamed
Flow is intangible, we ain't the same
Feel like I'm Voldemort, don't say my name
I just be doublin' down on the fact that this shit is too easy, that's why I can make what I make
Keep me locked up 'cause if I'm gettin' buck then you know I be takin' up over the space
Spin that boy like a Beyblade
‘Other way, mane
I don't wanna be the next to the grave say
Hypothetical enemies with an AK
Run up on a mothaf*cka, but he keep the blade safe, ayy
And I'm back with a bang
Pull that pin, bitch, get out the way
Ain't a damn thing change when I made a bag
Just a couple of cars and I'ma never look back
[Chorus]
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger need a belt to keep pants up
Pop a couple .9s at up his feet, now he a dancer
p*ssy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic—
Bitch, I got my f*ckin' bags up
Wallet gettin' bigger need a belt to keep pants up
Pop a couple .9s at up his feet, now he a dancer
p*ssy postin' pics like it's an evo just a lancer
Bitch, I got the magic, come and see the necromancer

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