nvtvs - duffle bag lyrics
[intro]
nvtvs on the beat
[chorus: nvtvs]
i got a duffle bag full of that dope and that glock
i keep this xans in my pants, but that guap in my sock
got sauce some crack to your [?] and some med to your pops
my main b+tch hate this lifestyle, i can’t seem this top
[verse 1: nvtvs]
i got a bag in the back and it’s full of rerock
my boy [?] the shame he got c+ck (d+mn)
he show me [?] everything [?]
my ex told me that i’m nothing, b+tch, i’m everything you not
i wanna tell you that i’m love you, but i really hope you rock
me and ouija with the [?] ’bout to wipe you like some snot
if you really want the problem, i can meet you round the block
i’m not really tryna [?], but f+cking p+ssys tryna toxic (ayy, ayy)
[bridge]
stupid b+tch on my lunch, she can’t choke on my c+ck (c+ck)
keep that bullsh+t at home, keep that real sh+t on lock (lock)
hit me of with this xans, i can’t see what’s in stock (stock)
so this takes me two times and just come round the nock (nock)
[chorus: nvtvs]
got a duffle bag full of that dope and that glock
i keep this xans in my pants, but that guap in my sock
got sauce some crack to your [?] and some med to your pops
my main b+tch hate this lifestyle, i can’t seem this top
[verse 2: ouija macc]
(hold up, hold up)
zoom, zoom (hold up, hold up)
boom, boom (boom, boom)
will doom (hold up)
all in my tomb (hold up)
headroom (hold up)
she made headroom (give me some)
saw me right here, huh
this the headroom (hold up)
redrum, huh (hold up)
redrum (wow)
you say you gone f+ck with me, that’s might be wrong ’cause you playing [?]
i’m ready like [?] i’m feeling like [?]
i’m trying like [?] my family strong
my money [?] i’m feeling like [?]
[?] (hold up)
i wanna miss me (hey, yeah, i do)
i wanna dig some grave (i do, yeah)
[?]
i’m gonna eat your face (huh)
you got like [?] face (huh)
better got pizza taste (huh)
the glock in the back and i bet you existing you get in the race
[chorus: nvtvs, ouija macc]
got a duffle bag full of that dope and that glock (hold up)
i keep this xans in my pants, but that guap in my sock (ya)
got sauce some crack to your [?] and some med to your pops
my main b+tch hate this lifestyle, i can’t seem this top (no)
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