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wockkbaby - designer bagz lyrics

[intro]
wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock, wock
(y’all know who it is y’all know what the f+ck going on)
(ya dig)
(ddot cold as a motherf+cker, on god)

[verse 1: wockkbaby & veeze]

i got a bad habit fell in love with serving feins
we got quagen, tris, wock, we don’t do the green (we don’t do the green)
draco quick to hit the target, we don’t need a beam (baow, baow)
line full of school boys, but i ain’t mean the dean (i ain’t meet that dean)
f+cking round’ with them members, you might lose your life (lose your life)
made the k!lling off that stank, think we serving ice (serving ice)
met the gang with [?], ooh! hit it twice (hit it twice)
n+gga f+ck her best friеnd, they like boy you nice (boy you nicе)
get the bag by any means i got a money fetish (got a money fetish)
i could meet you with the pack, just tell me where you headed (tell me where you headed)
that n+gga coulda had it sold, but flaked on what he sellin’ (aye)
keep them members on command, look how the webs stretch
these n+ggas giving up they soul, just to sign a deal (sign a deal)
i was giving out the grams, tryna make a ‘mil
cleat check, we gon’ see who really in the fields (talk to ’em)
put insurance on the bowls, that’s a real steal (real steal)
just poured some red in the exotic pop (what?)
i’m used to whippin’ made the blade lock (uh)
come f+ck with us, i bet your trap pop (trap pop)
ain’t have the henny, [?]
designer bags bring exotic cash (exotic cash)
[?], a hunnid in the ‘mag (a hunnid ‘mag (yea))
amiri denim, peep the black tag (peep this tag)
the engine screaming, that’s a h+llcat
[verse 2: veeze]

i’m the n+gga giving out the loans, i don’t buy (yea)
broke b+tch f+ckin’ take her kids to kalahari (yea)
ride down granny block, like d+mn i trapped out all the houses (d+mn)
i’m the one get fifty for a bean, it’s just three hours (yea)
grown n+gga, no money, i don’t feel sorry
n+gga talk about steppin’ ain’t never k!lled n0body (go k!ll ‘some)
today i’m six pockets full, these amiri cargo (ha, ha, ha)
i got brown thirty+six’s and some jack hollow’s (what?)
spent a extra forty, supercharged the supercharger
how i make it out my slime? i post that super karma (slime)
i don’t love no thots, i still won’t marry a supermodel (huh?)
wavy navy, you won’t catch me with no scuba diver (you doubt that, n+gga)
this not the cat, that’s the devil, look closer (with your eyes)
when you press the gas, this b+tch get to driving silent (skrrt)
veeze where you at? n+gga i’m broke, n+gga dodging (ah)
you just want one? i d+mn near got two million dollars (ooh)

[outro: wockkbaby & veeze]
just poured some red in the exotic pop(ugh)
i’m used to whippin’ made the blade lock
come f+ck with us, i bet your trap pop ((trap pop)f+ck with us)
ain’t have the henny, [?] (oh you ain’t heard?)
designer bags bring exotic cash (yea, exotic)
[?] a hunnid in the ‘mag (the ‘mag)
amiri denim, peep the black tag (peep the tag)
the engine screaming, that’s a h+llcat
(ddot cold as a motherf+cker, on god)

- wockkbaby lyrics

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