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Andreww - Bags Lyrics

Stop the time bitch
Got the 20 in the pit
Waking in the break of dawn
Running through your favorite song
Then you waking up rich
Got the fifty in he ditch
Wishing you were all alone
Then it’s all up on the phone
Got that fifty fifty dirty dirty
Screechy voice you know you heard me
Cut the wrist
Throw a fit
I’m in the fucking pit
And I’m get fucking lit
Throw them bodies in the ditch
While you’re starting to hit it
Let me finish it
What it is

Changing the flow easy
Cause I like to hit that beep beep
And the fucking beat beat
Sleeping so early cuz all the xans you taking murding
This is your concense speaking making sure you are at the digits
Painted nails
You are just a male
In the stage where the body bags start to come in the mail
Let me tell
You
To
Get the fuck up off your ass
And start to run on that grass
Get that fucking tank in the bank not the stank but the rings and deam what you mean