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the rap society - get the bag lyrics

[hook: k+9 wolf]
ice, cold
i’m getting the bag, i’m gone
i’m popping to much, i’m on
your man is a champ, come on
yeah, yeah
don’t call and ask for a loan
don’t call i won’t answer my phone yea
i’m in the stu’ with the gang

ice, cold
i’m getting the bag, i’m gone uh
i’m popping to much, i’m on
your man is a champ, come on
yeah, yeah
don’t call and ask for a loan
don’t call i won’t answer my phone
i’m in the stu’ with the gang yeah

[verse 1: amor davvy]
don’t wanna catch no feelings
just wanna get a bag & run it up w/ my siblings (ayy)
i just wanna cop a building
i want the whip w/ the stars in the ceiling (skrr)
got a baddie, i’m steady chilling (yeah)
like a milli’ that’s how i’m feeling (yuh)
walked in the room and i change up the energy
you want my energy
got too much enеrgy (woo, woo)
energy got too much me in it (yeah, yеah)
get to the bag real quick (cash)
and you know shawty real thick (uh uh)
i put the stick in the air (stick)
i’m too hot
you’d say it’s not fair (yeah)
you a lil’ kid, take you to day care (go play)
think i’m a pillow (uh)
they sleeping on me
stay w/ the strap
i keep it on me
she wanna top me (me)
see you lacking
i’m attacking
n0body gon’ stop me (me)
been missing for days they think i’m dead
n0body shot me (me)
bands, bands, bands
tryna get em’ like n0bodys business (money)
i wanna feed the streets like roddy ricch
[hook: k+9 wolf]
ice, cold
i’m getting the bag, i’m gone (i’m gone)
i’m popping to much, i’m on (i’m on)
your man is a champ, come on (no cap)
yeah, yeah
don’t call and ask for a loan (don’t call)
don’t call i won’t answer my phone yea (don’t call)
i’m in the stu’ with the gang (gang)

ice, cold
i’m getting the bag, i’m gone uh (i’m gone)
i’m popping to much, i’m on (i’m on)
your man is a champ, come on (no cap)
yeah, yeah
don’t call and ask for a loan (don’t call)
don’t call i won’t answer my phone (my phone)
i’m in the stu’ with the gang (gang)

[verse 2: k+9 wolf]
check how i bag it out (cash)
ranks on a king
you know how i be
i feel like the boy and stuff (for real)
on the real, i worked to hard for my stats
this is no regular show (nah)
but with my guns i’m muscle man
you know i’m a flexor mate
30 bags in the boot, getting high in the coup (flex)
salute
salute to all of my troops (uh ha)
repeat that hit like a loop (uh ha)
you got the gravy i got the soup
things got messy gotta regroup
once we planned it we gpn’ shoot
(pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow)
i gave the man a coffin (dead)
stop it
you spending too much , don’t cop it (nah)
you dropping too much like a faucet (drip)
i came out of no where, i’m sonic (zoom)
the boy is a bluff, he talk it
i know he never gon’ pop it (pop)
why you still on that hate train? (why)
when you gonna get a real life?
[hook: k+9 wolf]
ice, cold
i’m getting the bag, i’m gone (i’m gone)
i’m popping to much, i’m on (i’m on)
your man is a champ, come on (no cap)
yeah, yeah
don’t call and ask for a loan (don’t call)
don’t call i won’t answer my phone yea (my phone)
i’m in the stu’ with the gang (squad)

[verse 3: trapboyfranky]
ice cold (yeah)
do you think i’m crazy when am aiming to go make it? (okay)
overtaking rabbies like i’m ready not to make it (yeah)
use me as the power to go beat these haters badly (woah)
flowing and i hope it turns you people like the main switch (yea)
look at the stash, all of the people be doing the worst
stealing your bro’s, turning on you
moving like i’m on the rope (aye)
boys they capping time to show them who we really are
moving like i’m cruising in the yatcht, man pgr
looking at my figures you gon’ cry when we go up
yeah, i’m like no
why you searching on the low up?
chilling in the ice
time to go and show them more ice
imma get so rich i be starring at the mirror (ice)
yeah, yeah

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