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the deadly youngan – bag it lyrics

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[chorus]
b+tch im tryna leave em dead uh kilagram
pop out tryna k!ll a man b+tch a man b+tch we gone spin again spin again like spinabenz
leave you with a toe tag like this city trends many men a hundred bands b+tch we deadly men
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em

[verse 1]
b+tch im a deadly youngan dont hold hands no friends no pants
catch you lacking without that strap then imma hit you and yo mans
b+tch imma pull up with this gat and two straps with a pan
b+tch imma pull up with this fake gun and a godd+mn soda can
a n+gga play im on his ass like me and his mama last night
b+tch i dont drive in cars p+ssy b+tch i ride on bikes
b+tch imma pull up with this sword like i was a knight
i had shot him so many times like is you ight
wheelchair n+gga walking with no f+cking legs
b+tch i keep a stalker on me might be on the dark web
face look paralized n+gga look like special ed
n+gga all i spit is fire i think im in h+ll
[chorus]
b+tch im tryna leave em dead uh kilagram
pop out tryna k!ll a man b+tch a man b+tch we gone spin again spin again like spinabenz
leave you with a toe tag like this city trends many men a hundred bands b+tch we deadly men
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em

[verse 2]
b+tch imma send yo ass to the sky like a blimp
he was dissing now he walking like a grandma with a limp
im in love with the money n+ggas think that im a simp
n+gga i feel like im from back then a player pimp
we got you running like a motor in a car
b+tch you can try and run you ain’t gone make it far
sing at yo funeral this choppa a guitar
hit you with this choppa like im at a f+cking bar
b+tch better close yo motherf+cking mouth like a trunk
we ain’t taking bits b+tch we taking chunks
a n+gga play p+ssy b+tch you in a blunt
b+tch we on yo ass young n+gga tryna hunt

[chorus]
b+tch im tryna leave em dead uh kilagram
pop out tryna k!ll a man b+tch a man b+tch we gone spin again spin again like spinabenz
leave you with a toe tag like this city trends many men a hundred bands b+tch we deadly men
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
[outro]
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em
b+tch we tryna bodybag em tryna bodybag em
b+tch we tryna
b+tch we tryna
b+tch we tryna
b+tch we tryna bodybag em we tryna bodybag em



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