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I Get That Bag - Zotiyac
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I Get That Bag Zotiyac

I Get That Bag - Zotiyac
[Chorus]
I get that bag, and I tumble it
You get that bag, and it's fumblin'
Puttin' that blade to his gut, he can't stomach it
I get the drop and I'm runnin' in
I get that bag, and I tumble it
You get that bag, and it's fumblin'
Puttin' that blade to his gut, he can't stomach it
I get the drop and I'm runnin' in

[Verse 1]
Gang in this bitch, woah, swangin' that Lexus
Big bank statements, I call that shit Texas
Run in yo' trap wit' a vest and a weapon
I shoot at his feet, now that nigga two steppin'
Now that lil' nigga lose organs
I hold the AR like a harp or a organ
She gimme neck call that bitch Randy Orton
Before we have sex, we agree on abortion

[Break]
Woah, woah
Hol' on, watch out

[Verse 2]
Now they gon' call me a murderer
But just don't call me a nurturer
If he want smoke, we gon' burn 'em up
No tellin' when that boy be turnin' up
Ayy, I see you, I tee off
I'm turnin' up, I knock yo' tee off when I pick that burner up
She threw me that brain, I ain't learn enough
I fuck her 'til she get a hernia
Ayy, I met a lil' ho, her name Monica
I heard that she blow like harmonicas
I get that throat, so I smoke while I'm countin' up
I got some gas in a chamber, no swastika
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