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jah $pready - in my bag lyrics

[chorus 2x]
race to the cash and i’m zoomin
n-gg-s is fake, who they foolin’
stay to myself, i be coolin’
jump out the whip and i’m shootin
f-ck on a thot and she cuban
everyday i am improving
i’m in my bag, i’m not losing
that money is what i’m pursuing

[verse 1]
d-ck in her tooth like a cavity
smokin moon rock i lost gravity
gotta watch out for my enemies
i cannot let that sh-t get to me
strap on my waist, it hold 30 (30)
she’s suckin’ me like a mcflurry (like a mcflurry)
dior shades, my vision blurry (it’s blurry)
i shoot, i got range like curry (splash)
when i pull up, you better take caution
put a hole in his head, he a dolphin
drop a n-gg-, his body is fallin’ (falling)
then we lay his -ss in the coffin
i’ma pull up on his block (on his block)
i’ma go catch me an opp (catch me an opp)
i’ma be sending them shots (sending them shots)
i do not f-ck with the cops (with the cops)
my money never do flops (never do flops)
and i’m finna shoot till he drop (shoot till he drop)
young n-gg- just run up that guap (run up that guap)
don’t think that i’ll ever stop (i won’t stop)

[bridge]
my money never do flops (never do flops)
and i’m finna shoot till he drop (shoot till he drop)
young n-gg- just run up that guap (run up that guap)
don’t think that i’ll ever stop (i won’t stop)

[verse 2]
take that n-gg- b-tch, yeah i got em real sick
shawty she a lil freak, got her suckin’ on my d-ck
i got racks in my pockets so my jeans barely fit
i be thumbin’ through these hunnids while i’m playing with her cl-t
n-gg-s talkin’ out they mouth like i won’t get him hit
all these n-gg-s throwin’ up like they really with the sh-ts
and my glock shoot like blocboy, you see the way it kick
shawty suck the soul out me, you would think she a tick
met a b-tch named kelly
take her to the telly
next thing you know, i’m all in her belly
i’m makin her moan
she’s giving me dome
i kick the b-tch out, ain’t taking her home
i got the drip, my money do flips
i hopped in, it feel like i’m in a sp-ceship
ain’t ask for no help, did this on my own
that gas we be smoking, that be my cologne

[chorus]
race to the cash and i’m zoomin
n-gg-s is fake, who they foolin’ (who they foolin)
stay to myself, i be coolin’ (i be coolin)
jump out the whip and i’m shootin, (and i’m shootin)
f-ck on a thot and she cuban
everyday i am improving, (i am improving)
i’m in my bag, i’m not losing (i am not losing)
that money is what i’m pursuing (that’s what i’m pursuing)

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