Money in the Bagg Lyrics – VonOff1700

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[Intro]
(Double0) We gon’ do these whole through, all the way through
Turnt up, not burnt up, n!gga diss on the gang, gon’ get his dumb ass sent up
Alright, okay (Goddamn, BJ want another one)

[Chorus]
Masked up, put the money in the bag, put the Draco up ’cause the switch too fast
Red hair, caramel skin, this lil’ b!tch bad, he died with his gun, he went out sad
Killed that n!gga on camera, play that s*it back, we watching that s*it like an ad
N!gga, I’m rich as a b!tch and ain’t bought no car, this a SRT off the Pad
Used to laugh at me when was in school, now the joke’s on you, I’m the richest n!gga out my class
When we bounced out on him, that n!gga was running too slow (Come here), that’s how he got shot in his ass (Dumbass)

This lil’ b!tch weird, keep tryna sneak pictures of me while I ain’t got on my mask (Ho weird as fu*k)
One of the opps tryna rap, he don’t get no views, his lyrics come straight out his ass

[Verse]
I don’t want no b!tch (I don’t), my heart still hurt from hoes that’s in my past (For real)
I’m focused on money and music, I can say fu*k love ’cause that s*it really come last
Tell lil’ bro chill, I’ll come through spinning myself if they really make me mad (I’m coming)
Mook Money and Mike, wish y’all would’ve put a fight, y’all n!ggas got me ready to crash
I’m in the Trackhawk Jeep with my gun in my lap off lean while Lil Three doing the dash
B!tch, I go too far, if the lil’ b!tch d!ck-ride the opps, I’ma fu*k around, shoot off her lashes
His girlfriend hate me, she want the fu*k n!ggas to take me, she know I’m the reason he died (His dead ass)
No interviewers, I don’t wanna answer no questions, I’ll fu*k around, kill Vlad
I’ll go do time and lay down in my grave for every single one of my guys (You know that)
He was tryna get chicken, we caught his lil’ dumb ass slipping, he ain’t get to finish his fries (Dumbass)
Backend on Percs again, he ain’t gotta tell me, I see the s*it in his eyes
Care ’bout the age and size, if you hang with the opps, I promise your dumb ass dying

[Chorus]
Masked up, put the money in the bag, put the Draco up ’cause the switch too fast
Red hair, caramel skin, this lil’ b!tch bad, he died with his gun, he went out sad
Killed that n!gga on camera, play that s*it back, we watching that s*it like an ad
N!gga, I’m rich as a b!tch and ain’t bought no car, this a SRT off the Pad
Used to laugh at me when was in school, now the joke’s on you, I’m the richest n!gga out my class
When we bounced out on him, that n!gga was running too slow, that’s how he got shot in his ass (Dumbass)
This lil’ b!tch weird, keep tryna sneak pictures of me while I ain’t got on my mask

One of the opps tryna rap, he don’t get no views, his lyrics come straight out his ass

[Outro]
Turnt up, not burnt up, n!gga diss on the gang, gon’ get your dumb ass sent up, n!gga
Turnt up, not burnt up, n!gga diss on the gang, gon’ sent up, n!gga, the fu*k?
Free the whole gang, n!ggas wanna be the gang, n!gga
(Goddamn, BJ want another one)