pnb rock - bag lyrics
[intro]
“man, oh man, you should see all the kinds of friends we’ve got here at foster’s”
oh yeah
[chorus]
i got the bag, it came with a strap, and i ain’t talkin’ bout no purse (purse)
they said “pnb you fell off”, wait till they hear this sh+t with murda (murda)
new drip, new whip, b+tch i’m swervin’ (swervin’)
i come around and make broke n+ggas nervous (nervous)
i ain’t even doin’ this sh+t on purpose (purpose)
n+gga want beef, get flipped like burgers (burgers)
i just copped a new crib in la, it came with a theatre, it came with a view (view)
i got two b+tches they wetter than jacuzzi, i got a waterfall in my pool (pool)
i ain’t even graduate my high school (school), still richer than everybody in my high school (high school)
i used to trap and rob n+ggas for hobbies, but now my new hobby is buyin’ them jewels (jewels)
[verse 1]
d+mn! aw sh+t…
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