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ethan chill - bag that lyrics

[chorus: ethan chill]
yuh, yuh
call that b-tch and get my bag back
i ain’t hit you up on insta, text, or snapchat (pew, pew)
my girl really got a fat -ss
foreign hoes, straight broke, i’da bagged that

[bridge: ethan chill]
yuh, aye, i could bag that
and your girlfriend is a hoe, she got a premium snapchat
yuh, where the mags at
man i asked you for a ‘rari, so i knew i had to tap that
yuh, aye, i could bag that
and your girlfriend is a hoe, she got a premium snapchat
yuh, where the mags at
man i asked you for a rari, so i knew i had to tap that

[verse 1: ethan chill]
watch me go past
like a blow-pop
and that fendi on my waist, i got with no socks
b-tch, i heard you talking’ sh-t, you finna get rocked
you smokin’ weed up in your prius, i got gas up in my drop top
bet you know
how do i let you know
we in the freezin’ road
and my wrist is icy cold
this sh-t is goin’ south
i’m sendin’ it home for now
y’all gotta catch your breath
we run on that boat, it’s loud
we in the booth, now
i’m with your boo, now
had to finesse different homies at the crew, now
mix my jello with my nikes, so i cool down
and i’m chillin’, why your homies act a fool, now
ay, snitch, snitch, snitch, snitch, snitch
b-tch, i’ll throw your -ss in a ditch, ditch, ditch
you been goin’ hard on your kids, like sh-t
with some red bottom nails, while i hit my l!cks
snakeskin robe when i hit that “woah”
you been actin’ naughty like a big kid, though
and you take a lotta time, with your t-shirt on
when you’re in your zone, when you’re at your home, yeah

[bridge: ethan chill]
yuh, aye, i could bag that
and your girlfriend is a hoe, she got a premium snapchat
yuh, where the mags at
man i asked you for a rari, so i knew i had to tap that
yuh, aye, i could bag that
and your girlfriend is a hoe, she got a premium snapchat
yuh, where the mags at
man i asked you for a rari, so i knew i had to tap that

- ethan chill lyrics

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