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Bag Back
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Rio Da Yung OG
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[Intro] (Marc Boomin, this you?) How the fuck is you a CEO? Ghetto Boyz shit. nigga Alright [Verse] How the fuck is you a CEO and your artist broke? [?] the color green on the cat, look like artichoke You will never see me running like my starter broke I got a thousand bird feathers in the 'cler, this is not a coat I ain't trynna fuck on the first date, bitch I'm not a hoe But I'mma still hit the bitch and dip, alright I gotta go You say your brother got killed, what they popped him for? Shit I got a whole pint, what you trynna pour? You can find the cut I use at the Dollar Store Comin' down the street fast in a 'Hawk, they like Geronimo Pulled up, dropped a hundred shots, now I'm like adios How you selling all this dope and don't nobody know In the hood with 50 racks on mе, eating sloppy joe Fuck around, got high, and left thеre, and went to Dominos He just sniffed so much coke, he ain't got a nose I ain't got no fuckin' chainsaw, this a chopper bro Guarantee this .308'll cut a tree down Bitch pussy so good, got her number on speed dial I was sittin' on my ass broke, I'm on my feet now They gave me 5 in the feds, I want some weed now And I got a sale right now, he want three pounds Being broke had me blind, I can see now Last week I bought a zip, I want a [?] now Alright, I got some drank in me, I could eat now Bitch, I'm a hood legend When Rio going broke? That's a good question I be puttin' that shit on, but I look messy You want the answer to that first bar, I'm like "bitch never" Yeah I'm doing good right now but it can get better Twelve-hundred for the new Burberry print sweater Nuttin' all in my new bitch, and I just met her Dropped thirteen, I'mma drop the 30 clip separate And no I'm not dropping the price, so you could buy yo other zip separate Somebody bring a big scale, I need a brick measure They knew I was a beast, so they put me on a big tether I just mixed some dog up, this a Pit-Shepherd Broke up with my girl, moved to Detroit, and sent the bitch a letter My calf muscles getting strong, I'm a big stepper That is not a coffee maker, that's a brick presser I am not your baby daddy, I'm a rich nigga And I pull up by myself, I ain't with 10 niggas That is not a Za' house, y'all got hemp in it 10 milli long as fuck, I got slim with me If I pull my mask up, I'm a grim reaper And I don't just kill people, it can get deeper Heard your brother know how to rap, but I'm a bit sweeter Nowadays twenty-thirty racks could get 6 people It ain't shit to tell my shooter, check his CashApp And I'm like Walmart, I do cashback Pay for the hit, tell Scoop to get him, get the cash back Bitch I rap now don't want the bag back, I'm gettin' mad scrap Ghetto Boyz the hashtag, hit a nigga with a trash bag This pop I just po'ed, dirtier than a ass rag I got a plug on dracos, they in Baghdad Missed my daughter and my son birth, am I a bad dad? He got too close, eased up the [?], nigga bag back
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