
Bag It Famous Dex
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[Verse 1]
I get that money , I'm stackin'
I get that money , I'm baggin'
I get that money , I'm baggin'
I get that money , I'm stackin'
Stackin' uh , stackin' uh
Who the fuck , you a faggot
Run up on me then I crackin'
Run up on hundred bands crackin'
Ratchet (uh) , ratchet (uh)
I never leave without the ratchet
I get that money I baggin'
I get that code and i crack it
Ratchet , Ratchet
Never leave without the ratchet
Run up on me yeah its crackin
I get that money I bag it
Baggin' uh , baggin' uh
I get that money I bag it'
Run up on me he a faggot
Swear to god he a faggot
Magic, magic
This bitch she giving me magic
Give me head she know magic
Ride around in the ghost fucking aston
Baggin, baggin
Im popping pills like its asperin
Im sending shots while they laughing
Bullets flying like they madden
Madden,maden MOE rush you like madden
Green bay we the packers
Yall losers yall lackers
Lackers,lackers
Run up on him cause he lacking
30 on me i ain't lacking
MAC on me i ain't macking
[?] with me so we ball
Balling right up at the mall
I catch your bitch cause she fall
I catch your bitch get her draws
I catch your bitch cause she fall
Im not a saver at all
Im not a saver at all
HOOK
I get that money , I'm stackin'
I get that money , I'm baggin'
I get that money , I'm baggin'
I get that money , I'm stackin'
Stackin' uh , stackin' uh
Who the fuck , you a faggot
Run up on me then I crackin'
Run up on hundred bands crackin'
Ratchet (uh) , ratchet (uh)
I never leave without the ratchet
I get that money I baggin'
I get that code and i crack it
Ratchet , Ratchet
Never leave without the ratchet
Run up on me yeah its crackin
I get that money I bag it
Baggin' uh , baggin' uh
I get that money I bag it'
Run up on me he a faggot
Swear to god he a faggot
Magic, magic
This bitch she giving me magic
Give me head she know magic
Ride around in the ghost fucking aston
Baggin, baggin
Im popping pills like its asperin
Im sending shots while they laughing
Bullets flying like they madden
Madden,maden MOE rush you like madden
Green bay we the packers
Yall losers yall lackers
Lackers,lackers
Run up on him cause he lacking
30 on me i ain't lacking
MAC on me i ain't macking
[?] with me so we ball
Balling right up at the mall
I catch your bitch cause she fall
I catch your bitch get her draws
I catch your bitch cause she fall
Im not a saver at all
Im not a saver at all
HOOK
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