jtć mariø – bag ya hoe lyrics
(intro: 39kazz & jtć mariø)
803 sh-t, osn sh-t
39kazz, let’s get it
(jtć mariø!)
(chorus: yungkvng)
i hop out and bag ya hoe
i’m counting up all of this dough
she smoking on all of my smoke
i swear she be doing the most
look at my neck and my wrist
look at my diamonds, they glow
look at my neck and my wrist
look at my diamonds, they glow
(verse 1: yungkvng)
look at my diamonds, they glow
look at my neck, it is frost
you do not know the cost
you sneaky, you funny, you lost
n-gga i come up like moss
look at my neck, it is frost
we know that hate and we know that they wait
for the day that we fall
you know that i got it, you know that i’m bout it
leave ink on the body, there’s no point about it
these n-ggas they savages, shooting for raris
they shooting with poppers, them n-ggas they shot it
they know that i got it , wait
she know that i’m bout it
choppas and raris
hop in the coupe, and pull off in style
(verse 2: jtć mariø)
if you ask me, i don’t like frauds
man i treat them like a stain, get wiped off
i’m in the attic man i put them in the bas-m-nt
i stay lit, you like a room with the lights off
i got a couple n-ggas that are on my sh-t list
so i gotta flex on these n-ggas like fitness
i gifted up just like christmas
k!ll sh-t then i get rid of eye witness
b-tch, i can get it all by myself
make it rain, girl it’s good for my health
i heard this guy say he looking for his girl
come get your girl man she’s under my belt
i’m back with the heat again
spit on the track when i’m back on the beat again
i’ll knock a n-gga to the ground then put him back up on his feet again
what’s happening? i don’t want no savages
(chorus: yungkvng)
i hop out and bag ya hoe
i’m counting up all of this dough
she smoking on all of my smoke
i swear she be doing the most
look at my neck and my wrist
look at my diamonds, they glow (39 on the beat, let’s get it!)
look at my neck and my wrist
look at my diamonds, they glow (39kazz n-gga!)
(verse 3: 39kazz)
young goons and they k!ll sh-t
young n-ggas in the jumpies, yeah they real n-ggas, murk sh-t
young n-gga in the field, playing with the stick
young n-gga walking round, i just got a brick
young n-gga been jugging, young n-gga been finessing
young n-gga been jugging people, hitting l!cks
young n-gga on the top, came from the bottom
tryna get to the top, trying to get rich
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