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tripple b - bag talk lyrics

[intro]
uh yeah yeah (i’m bouta go crazy on this sh+t)
yeah yeah yeah (graaa!)
yeah yeah yeah (tripple b y’all young god)
ha!
ayyy uh

[chorus]
i’m talking bag talk
step into the club and let that cash talk
feel like bobby shmurda f+ck around and do the shmoney walk
i’m with a bad b+tch
yeah she rachet bougie and she savage
she say she a 10 but that b+tch is f+cking average
[verse 1]
i already f+cked your hoe
why you mad about it bro? (why you mad?)
she say she a munch so i ate her like some oreos
and my other b+tch ain’t lemme rest
blowing up my phone (brr brr)
i done blocked hеr numbers then she tracеd me to the studio
she say she a 10?
she a 5 on her best day
asked me for a gift gave her a face mask for her birthday
something bout this cash make me talk like a boss (huh)
something bout this money make me floss while i walk (huh)
young and a boss they be quiet when i talk (you say what?)
she wanna f+ck off some percs and aderall (you say what?)
rich with the gang we been in this from the start (huh huh)
maybach black double rs with the stars

[chorus]
i’m talking bag talk
step into the club and let dat cash talk
feel like bobby shmurda f+ck around and do the shmoney walk
i’m with a bad b+tch
yeah she rachet bougie and she savage
she say she a 10 but that b+tch is f+cking average

i’m talking bag talk
step into the club and let dat cash talk
feel like bobby shmurda f+ck around and do the shmoney walk
i’m with a bad b+tch
yeah she rachet bougie and she savage
she say she a 10 but that b+tch is f+cking average
[verse 2]
she say she a 10
she be capping everytime (everytime)
she be lying
and you know your baby mama
she ain’t fine
i be f+cking all these hoes
and your b+tches outta line (outta line)
all these n+ggas claim dy gangster
n+ggas really lying (yeah they lying)
yeah these n+ggas really dying
you know we ain’t came to play
and i pull up
drive bys
hit that n+gga in his face (graa graa)
if he talking on my b+tch
i promise he ain’t gonna say no words no more
yeah you know the score
n+ggas really crypn’ to the core
ayy uh
ayy uh
we be what?
ayy uh
ayy uh
you don’t wanna f+ck with us
ayy uh
ayy uh
know we gangsters to the core
i gat n+ggas and they shooters and you know they ain’t gon stop
[chorus]
i’m talking bag talk
step into the club and let dat cash talk
feel like bobby shmurda f+ck around and do the shmoney walk
i’m with a bad b+tch
yeah she rachet bougie and she savage
she say she a 10 but that b+tch is f+cking average

- tripple b lyrics

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