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mg baby - welcome bacc lyrics

[intro: mg baby & ynr jg]
ayy, let’s go
y’all know what it is this time
it ain’t mg gang with me, b+tch it’s ynr
y’all know what it is
on god
this mine and bro label
mg baby
ynr jg
let’s go
it’s mg gang ynr lil b+tch

[verse 1: mg baby]
ynr and mg b+tch
you can’t be stopped
you can’t be beat
223’s rip through his skin and 556 go through his t++th
mg gang, we been on top
we started this, we can’t be beat
n+ggas say that y’all want smoke with ynr
well b+tch come see
ynr and mg b+tch
you can’t be stopped
you can’t be beat
223’s rip through his skin and 556 go through his t++th
mg gang we been on top
you play with us, get put on a tee
we finna spin on your muf+ckin block with that big ass glock
just to put on tv
[verse 2: ynr jg]
yeah you get banged the way you get slain boy
cuz you can’t hang boy
you not gang boy
you knew what it was when you stepped off the porch
been running the streets like it was a sport
you n+ggas not opps, y’all just some lil dorks
better just stay on the porch
wе totin some choppas that’s hot like a torch (uhh+uhh)
hot like a torch

[verse 3: mg baby]
n+gga you talking, now you raising war
wе gotta go get it
b+tches ain’t raising caine
but we raising up the muf+cking school
we gon hit that n+gga in his f+cking cap
we gon blow it back
p+ssy boy you want more
who the f+ck wanna play with mg
ynr they got my back
if we spin on your block
you know they gonna spin on repeat
223’s, 556, 762’s, and big 308’s
f+ck did you think this sh+t was
n+gga this war lil n+gga this sh+t ain’t for play
we finna bust at ya muf+cking face
you thinking you hard, you get put in a grave
mg b+tch with the muf+cking grapes
we gon spin on your block everyday
n+gga you really want smoke
you get hit in your cap
we can blow this sh+t back like tennis
all of my n+ggas, they don’t give a d+mn
we gon catch sh+t bare hand don’t need no mittens
[verse 4: ynr jg]
this can get serious in a matter of minutes
you really not gang
y’all guns be rented
my windows be tinted cuz i be spinnin
hope y’all n+ggas be paying attention
n+ggas want my soul but i’m too swift nd i won’t let him get it
my jeans fitted, b+tch we keep them glizzies
choppas hold like 60

[verse 5: mg baby]
ar hold like 50
f+cking spinning, spin em in a bentley
hit him with his n+gga
we not friendly, we gon spin da bentley
mask on like ski
n+ want smoke, he get put on a tee
f+ck it, we spin+spin on repeat
n+ we spin+spin till we die
n+ you know what the f+ck we gon bleed
p+ssy will hit ass in his mind
n+ want smoke, he get sent to the sky
we gon k!ll his ass off just like da+shy

- mg baby lyrics

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