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Rd2d - Bag Watchers Lyrics



Rd2d - Bag Watchers Lyrics




They talk much but don't have such with a bad bunch bout to feed em lunch
Don't stall time its star time asses
Dropping like its fall time

Niggas hate on what they can't have bitches fake like my fake laugh
Different model with the same ass plastic parts
From the same mannequin hit it once and shit she vanishing

Saved her math under pizza hut now deliver the pussy with cheese
And crust rush hush the lust the dick brush the
Rust plus head's a must for a really to bust

Choose carefully who you fronting on
I hit the strip to get my stunting on bring your a game when u in the league

Your eyes glued to my bag like a t.v screen get your own lil bitch this ain't where you lean
Look I put in the work this a hustle alert nigga stay woke before you sleep in the dirt
Depend on no bitch and stay low never brag a G stay lowkey
Keep the heat never lack how much you make what you pay for the ride?

Nigga
Stop counting my bag

Bag watchers
Mother f*cking bag watchers
Stop watching my bag
Shit why you counting my bag
Why you counting mine, and why you counting mine

Keep your mother f*cking eyes off my bag nigga
Bad nigga dag nigga brag nigga sad nigga have nigga u mad nigga

Wont hustle for shit but want half nigga
Wonder why you don't have nigga

Eyes chasing my bag nigga 20 deep with no cash nigga
Always up on my line tho balling hard like Orlando
Stacking right bought a condo count ur own what you 5.0
I rule the court with a few names y'all all call me king James
You pop shit got a few things I hop whip in a new range
Now why you gotta go flossing different glows
You know mo throw blows like different flows no slow no doe switch hoes like clothes
Go pro new show called f*ck ya bitch
Toe tagged big bag i'm f*cking rich
Don't nag don't gag go pro ya bitch
Ass screwed eyes glued to my latest lick
Won't stop can't block this blessed shit
Pretending to be down mount count the pounds hounds clown bitches frown how you like me now
How much you make and what you spend this week if it ain't bout money my nigga keep it brief
Gone take a bigger bag shorty stop mocking
Better get a faster jag bitch start walking
What I think about you bitches from the shit y'all talking
Let me think
Y'all some mother f*cking bag watchers
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They talk much but don't have such with a bad bunch bout to feed em lunch
Don't stall time its star time asses
Dropping like its fall time

Niggas hate on what they can't have bitches fake like my fake laugh
Different model with the same ass plastic parts
From the same mannequin hit it once and shit she vanishing

Saved her math under pizza hut now deliver the pussy with cheese
And crust rush hush the lust the dick brush the
Rust plus head's a must for a really to bust

Choose carefully who you fronting on
I hit the strip to get my stunting on bring your a game when u in the league

Your eyes glued to my bag like a t.v screen get your own lil bitch this ain't where you lean
Look I put in the work this a hustle alert nigga stay woke before you sleep in the dirt
Depend on no bitch and stay low never brag a G stay lowkey
Keep the heat never lack how much you make what you pay for the ride?

Nigga
Stop counting my bag

Bag watchers
Mother f*cking bag watchers
Stop watching my bag
Shit why you counting my bag
Why you counting mine, and why you counting mine

Keep your mother f*cking eyes off my bag nigga
Bad nigga dag nigga brag nigga sad nigga have nigga u mad nigga

Wont hustle for shit but want half nigga
Wonder why you don't have nigga

Eyes chasing my bag nigga 20 deep with no cash nigga
Always up on my line tho balling hard like Orlando
Stacking right bought a condo count ur own what you 5.0
I rule the court with a few names y'all all call me king James
You pop shit got a few things I hop whip in a new range
Now why you gotta go flossing different glows
You know mo throw blows like different flows no slow no doe switch hoes like clothes
Go pro new show called f*ck ya bitch
Toe tagged big bag i'm f*cking rich
Don't nag don't gag go pro ya bitch
Ass screwed eyes glued to my latest lick
Won't stop can't block this blessed shit
Pretending to be down mount count the pounds hounds clown bitches frown how you like me now
How much you make and what you spend this week if it ain't bout money my nigga keep it brief
Gone take a bigger bag shorty stop mocking
Better get a faster jag bitch start walking
What I think about you bitches from the shit y'all talking
Let me think
Y'all some mother f*cking bag watchers
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Writer: Tsevyon Banks
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