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db.boutabag - idfwthem lyrics

[intro]
finna slap a bezel on my wrist like i’m ben 10
really havin’, uh, since like 2010
(jit cooked this one)
(lonis on this)

[verse 1]
i’m just tryna hit for ten bands and another ten
i ain’t tryna fold these racks, i need a rubber band
don’t you got that bag on you? baby, run it in
run it up, a quick hundred bands, i did the running man
old b+tches in my face tryna f+ck again
same b+tch i used to like, i wouldn’t touch again
new b+tch, give her d+ck, she need a crutch again
i couldn’t really find no gelonade, i’m smokin’ runtz again
i’m lookin’ for that one b+tch, i’m tryna f+ck again
baby keep tryna play me out, don’t you see this benz?
lookin’ at these forgiatos, askin’ do i like these rims?
i know you see these diamonds on my body, baby, can you swim?
don’t ask me ’bout them broke+ass n+ggas, i don’t f+ck with them
b+tches see me at the gas station, is that really him?
in this big body, b+tch, i’m drag racin’, are you gettin’ in?
all these n+ggas say they ’bout a bag, but can you show a ten?
finna slap a bezel on my wrist like i’m ben 10
and i been really havin’ b+tches since like 2010
2021, i started ballin’, jumpin’ out the gym
and you can ask your b+tch about me, ’cause i’m really him
see db.boutabag live
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[chorus]
don’t ask me ’bout them broke+ass n+ggas, i don’t f+ck with them
b+tches see me at the gas station, is that really him?
in this big body, b+tch, i’m drag racin’, are you gettin’ in?
all these n+ggas say they ’bout a bag, but can you show a ten?
don’t ask me ’bout them broke+ass n+ggas, i don’t f+ck with them
b+tches see me at the gas station, is that really him?
in this big body, b+tch, i’m drag racin’, are you gettin’ in?
all these n+ggas say they ’bout a bag, but can you show a ten?

[verse 2]
drag racin’ in this b+tch, turned off the traction
after this klock, i’m just tryna breathe again like i’m toni braxton
and why is n+ggas talkin’? jump in the field since you action jackson
bad b+tch, i’m tryna bend her over, and she got an accent
b+tch, i’m really ’bout a bag, you ain’t gotta ask it
i see you finna drop a new tape, n+ggas finna trash it
any n+gga speakin’ on this bag, your mama raised a b+st+rd
you got a fast car, well, me too, but, b+tch, mine’s faster
you’s a washed+up rapper turned doordasher
if the b+tch got a bag on her, then i might grab her
breakin’ down ‘za on this paper, mix it with the grabba
i’ma put that sh+t on every time like yo gabba gabba
baby think i really need her, brodie, you can have her
hit the b+tch out the ballpark, so i had to pass her
i’m tryna eat these two grams so i can start relaxin’
still finna cop them off+whites, to you, them b+tches taxin’
[chorus]
don’t ask me ’bout them broke+ass n+ggas, i don’t f+ck with them
b+tches see me at the gas station, is that really him?
in this big body, b+tch, i’m drag racin’, are you gettin’ in?
all these n+ggas say they ’bout a bag, but can you show a ten?
don’t ask me ’bout them broke+ass n+ggas, i don’t f+ck with them
b+tches see me at the gas station, is that really him?
in this big body, b+tch, i’m drag racin’, are you gettin’ in?
all these n+ggas say they ’bout a bag, but can you show a ten?

[outro]
b+tches see me at the gas station, is that really him?
in this big body, b+tch, i’m drag racin’, are you gettin’ in?
don’t ask me ’bout them broke+ass n+ggas, i don’t f+ck with them
all these n+ggas say they ’bout a bag, but can you show a ten?

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