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taedawg - shit bag lyrics

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[hook: tae dawg]
i think i’mma lose my f+cking mind today
i think i’mma f+ck on shorty break her spine, aye
you try to run these hollow tips gon’ hit your spine, aye
you try to rob i promise you gon’ die trying, aye
my young bull pull up tryna slide, he don’t care where you at
sh+t talking, get his sh+t bagged
i let the glizzy talk, it don’t say sh+t back
this 30+s will knock your sh+t back
i send them shooters where you lay your head at
i take out the standard then i put a leg in
she a stallion i’mma call her a megan
i got a 9 on me like i’m pregnant

[verse: tae dawg]
i got that ice on me like a yeti
me and sl!ck like buns and sincere, belly
who wanna test me like i’m ox
we on the backstreets and we loaded with shots
thought he was shooting, it was all a facade
two choppas’ on me, b+tch they fairly odd, they both got 75
its a block party, b+tch we f+cking the block up
then go beat up the block like serge ibaka
that b+tch go gggddddrrr, chewbacca
shake the choppa’, maraca
i got a drum like i’m travis barker
double d’s on the glizzy, n+gga nikki parker
you on the web, peter parker
i’m tryna go score some wock from the doctor
you gon’ get shot you a f+cking imposter
she just gon’ suck it and slurp like it pasta
he gon’ need surgery after we pop him
she know i’m trendy and she try to top it
we keep on spinning the bin, they like stop it
he had a gun in his hand but he dropped it
i got some bro’s in the can for [?]
look in the bag, you know i could count it
we making it rain, we paying for college
my fingers cramping i need an accountant
this that sh+t that make your face drop
pew+pew, take that you try take something from me
banana clip on me but i’m not a monkey
she ain’t’ tryna f+ck she gon’ walk it out, dj unk
hit the drac it sound like i’m beating up a drum
you a featherweight, lil b+tch i’mma megaton
she gon’ suck me up because of the income
go ahead and run it back, i’ll wait for the end to come
put the arp in your ear like a intercom
without a state id n+gga never gon’ make it home
f+cked her for a hour shawty ain’t’ staying long
compact 45 but the k long
oouu, they both got me covered like state farm
f+cked a b+tch in india, but she not from nepal
b+tch dont talk to me till the jay gone
don’t bring me no food b+tch bring me a 8 ball
[hook: tae dawg]
i think i’mma lose my f+cking mind today
i think i’mma f+ck on shorty break her spine, aye
you try to run these hollow tips gon’ hit your spine, aye
you try to rob i promise you gon’ die trying, aye
my young bull pull up tryna slide, he don’t care where you at
sh+t talking, get his sh+t bagged
i let the glizzy talk, it don’t say sh+t back
this 30+s will knock your sh+t back
i send them shooters where you lay your head at
i take out the standard then i put a leg in
she a stallion i’mma call her a megan
i got a 9 on me like i’m pregnant



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