Lyrics

I got the vest bag holdin my Racks My gang be doing the laps at sacks We to up dat shit is a fact I play with this shit you get turned to a pack Army guns i can't lack Nigga get yo Chain snatched You niggas bitches that's that Lil Bitch dese pockets too fat No kap btw is glock got no blow back Boy out on dat toe tag All my gang red flag This a urus not a jag I just think about a bag Too up cant crash Ain giving out a pass Never running outta cash Track hawk too fast You broke too bad Leave that shit ina past I got the vest bag holdin my Racks My gang be doing the laps at sacks We to up dat shit is a fact I play with this shit you get turned to a pack Army guns i can't lack Nigga get yo Chain snatched You niggas bitches that's that Lil Bitch dese pockets too fat
Writer(s): Nayya Terry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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