Testo Bag Talk - Polo G
Testo della canzone Bag Talk (Polo G), tratta dall'album Bag Talk
Told him we gotta
Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh
We can turn the beat up some more
Uh, uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
Bag on a opp, now we gettin' him clapped
Switches let off, we gettin' him wrapped
Shots from the Drac' comb out his naps
Now shawty 'nem checkin' the Citizen app
I got some niggas up in them Scat Packs slidin'
And some niggas that's still in the trap
Fuck niggas keep on dissin' in raps
Press my buttons and triggers get tapped
You know this gangster shit all in my blood
I still do it for Durb and Lamp
You could pick any location in the city, I'm good
Bitch, everywhere I go, I'm stamped
I'ma keep runnin' and runnin' and runnin' up mills
Don't care if I'm catchin' a cramp
Bitch, I need every dime, I stay on my grind
Like Tony Hawk up that ramp, uh
Bag talk, I keep havin' bad thoughts
Stay in somethin' fast, I'ma stomp the gas and ride off
Pussy niggas play up in these streets, get left on sidewalks
I told bro'nem now we gotta win, can't leave my guys lost
I ain't tryna talk, you can get your mind chalked
Had to step up for my block, they don't know 'bout all 'em battles fought
Now I got this shit on lock, no, I can't take no time off
Broski always sippin' Wock', you would think he had a bad cough
Uh, you get what you put in in these streets, shit like a algorithm
24 in this FN, with all these shots, I'm bound to get him
Grouchie love his glizzy ten, I'll have my problem child come blitz him
Go to war, let's get it in, if you play with my hounds, I'll sic 'em
For a couple pounds, we hit him
Took him down, we strip him
Catch him out of bounds, we clip him
Heard it's a man down, go zip him
I miss rockin' out with my dawg, if B was alive, I'd still be with him
Fuck all the opps, we don't care 'bout y'all
We tryna catch every G and kill 'em, uh
Bag talk, I keep havin' bad thoughts
Stay in somethin' fast, I'ma stomp the gas and ride off
Pussy niggas play up in these streets, get left on sidewalks
I told bro'nem now we gotta win, can't leave my guys lost
I ain't tryna talk, you can get your mind chalked
Had to step up for my block, they don't know 'bout all 'em battles fought
Now I got this shit on lock, no, I can't take no time off
Broski always sippin' Wock', you would think he had a bad cough
Bag talk, I keep havin' bad thoughts
Stay in somethin' fast, I'ma stomp the gas and ride off
Pussy niggas play up in these streets, get left on sidewalks
I told bro'nem now we gotta win, can't leave my guys lost
I ain't tryna talk, you can get your mind chalked
Had to step up for my block, they don't know 'bout all 'em battles fought
Now I got this shit on lock, no, I can't take no time off
Broski always sippin' Wock', you would think he had a bad cough
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Writer(s): Joshua Howard Luellen, Bryan Lamar Simmons, Taurus Bartlett, Alex Gregory Mullarkey, Joshua Neal Pinter, Matthew Kyle Adrian Brown
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