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100band. – l.i.d.s. lyrics

[chorus: zaggzekee & youngkd]
im in my bag now
im in my bag yeah
i see yo n-gga hating
that n-gga mad yeah
these n-ggas p-ssy, they lame
always hating, never getting no dough
these b-tches going both ways, never know
might be yo hoe
im in my bag now
im in my bag yeah
i see yo n-gga hating
that n-gga mad yeah
these n-ggas p-ssy, they lame
always hating, never getting no dough
these b-tches going both ways, never know
might be yo hoe
time, watch, checks, cash
but this ain’t no joe clark
you know the whip it come push start
how you trapping getting fronted zips
n-ggas cappin’ like they work in l.i.d.s
burning bread never burn a bridge
boss sh-t, ion play with kids

[verse: youngkd]
all i ever wanted was a new baretta
keep a pistol on me for the shooters
i had a side b-tch that was so bad told my main b-tch that we threw
sometimes i be throwed off so excuse me
i hate when n-ggas make excuses
i need more real friends when i’m moving
need more real fans and less groupies
y’all n-ggas do the most
shid i just do what i’m supposed to do
they say money talks
yea i don’t speak unless i’m spoken too
bread on me no toaster strudel
my b-tch bad you can’t pet her
i had a 40 on me i was 14
jumped off the porch at like 7
i’m tryna buss down my bezel
yo b-tch do whatever i tell her
n-ggas be capped up til the caps bust
try to cap me down i won’t let em
i got that—i got that ooh
f-ck around—my rollie my b-tch
get bust down
my b-tch my whip both skirt off
real recognize real don’t know y’all
you go on and on i just go off
might just knock yo hoe off
n-ggas be thinking they know me
f-ck round get drugged no od
i’m gone ball like kobe
yo b-tch better act like she know me

[verse: zaggzekee]
n-ggas be taking sh-t personal
tryna fake send a shot
say i be flexing too hard
always talking bout sh-t that i got
well this a psa , kma
ion give af what you say
n-ggas get clout start running they mouth
be same mf tryna eat of yo plate
and i peeped tat
it’s all g
backwoods 3.5 of og
got my cash right
thats all me
lost a couple real ones
thats on me
least i’m real enough to admit that
while the fake n-ggas wanna claim facts
police k!lling cause a n-gga black
and you hating on me for a couple racks
here’s a couple racks and a couple more
finna blow it all in designer stores
doing way more than you can budget for
how you balling dawg without a credit score
see this rapping sh-t is all i ever knew
forgive me for being creative
see i play with words til i’m pulling curls
excuse me for being persuasive yeah
excuse me for being that n-gga
excuse me for wanting dem m’s in bank
i got so addicted to money
i might be the first with a bank in my safe
let me be the first one to say
i’m eating good i keep saying grace
while you saving grace need a f-cking cape
i’m exposing frauds so stop saving face
i get up and go get it
my grind won’t ever decay
i’m talking balling big baller
y’all n-ggas just playing 2k
i gotta hit you back later
and sh-t thats all i can say
these lines be tapped my n-gga
and i ain’t nothing to survey

- 100band lyrics

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