Bag Talk - YSN Fab

Ayo

Ysn Ysn

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Make a hunnid thou hunnid times over

Cop a lamb to the top tell my chauffeur

Yeah yeah

Block hot, got me riding with a toaster

Strap clap if a nigga get too close, yeah

Uh

Big dog 'til I pull up where ya tone went

Yeah he made a million but he don’t know where his soul went

Nigga I was dirty my aroma was that floor scent

Now I’m getting money all you smell is that dough scent

Dolce Gabbana the only thing keep them hoes wet

Really getting money that’s why I don’t ever flex

My momma ain’t believe in me but really I can’t blame her uh

City that I’m from full of drugs and them haters uh

Really 'bout my paper yeah I need it daily

Say what you want about me but leave my baby out

When I would re-up on a pound

Put it in my neighbor’s couch yeah

Bad lil jawn got my favorite mouth

Because you do it like no other when we do it use no rubber

She like toxic sex she like to suffer

You know I had to cuff her 'cause she love just like my mother

And she thug just like my brother so it’s only right I had to trust her

Uh bad lil vibe put her in saint Laurent

I beat her back down for hours got a nigga slumped

These niggas fucking up my high

I need another blunt

Tryna be relevant for years

You just hot for the month (Uh)

Make a hunnid thou hunnid times over

Cop a lamb to the top tell my chauffeur

Yeah yeah

Block hot, got me riding with a toaster

Strap clap if a nigga get too close, yeah

Uh

Big dog 'til I pull up where ya tone went

Yeah he made a million but he don’t know where his soul went

Nigga I was dirty my aroma was that floor scent

Now I’m getting money all you smell is that dough scent

Dolce Gabbana the only thing keep them hoes wet

Really getting money that’s why I don’t ever flex

Any nigga getting to a bag I salute you

You can’t name a nigga in my city I would lose to

YouTube, Spotify, drip check not as fly

None of these niggas is coming close I been on the rise

Only matter of time until I’m really on

Six figure nigga that ain’t shit until them millions

Flooding my bank

I’m buying estate

My momma ain’t gotta work no job

I just tell her to fix a plate

Imma make it out Imma do whatever it take

Gettin' to it now 'cause I know the world awaits

For the next super star

My whole life been crazy hard

Tryna heal from all these scars

They didn’t believe in me

'Til I touched a hunnid large

Make a hunnid thou hunnid times over

Cop a lamb to the top tell my chauffeur

Yeah yeah

Block hot, got me riding with a toaster

Strap clap if a nigga get too close, yeah

Uh

Big dog 'til I pull up where ya tone went

Yea he made a million but he don’t know where his soul went

Nigga I was dirty my aroma was that floor scent

Now I’m getting money all you smell is that dough scent

Dolce Gabbana the only thing keep them hoes wet

Really getting money that’s why I don’t ever flex

My momma ain’t believe in me but really I can’t blame her uh

Ciy that I’m from full of drugs and them haters

Really 'bout my paper yeah I need it daily

Say what you want about me but leave my baby out