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If it ain't no bag involved If it ain't no bag involved PnB to the D Grizzley gang Rock, what up? DJ on the beat so it's a banger I'm not gon' talk to you for long if there ain't no bag involved I don't indulge with the help, go get the man in charge You don't want this Glock to line you up, it'll push you back too far My shooter's Queen Latifah, they'll set it off (brrrrrahh) Hundred pointers, my carats large, we so ahead of y'all (can't touch) We got more bread than y'all (broke bitch) Your bitch, we share her, dawg (ho bitch) These bitches scared of y'all (ain't scared of y'all niggas man) They know you gon' tell it all (gossipin' ass niggas, shut the fuck up) No cap (No cap), No rap (no rap) I can stand on a Bentley (stand on a skrrt) I own that (I own that) You be fuckin' with snitches (fuckin' with rats) Cold rats (cold rats) Y'all niggas want smoke (nigga want smoke) Blow that (blow that) I ain't takin' no pictures, free Kodak (free that nigga) Ridin' 'round wit a stick (brrr) Letras de cancionesYou know that (you know that shit) Nigga got my name in his mouth (huh), get toe tagged (brrr) Fuck around might run in yo house, where your ho at? I was just eatin' them noodles, now I'm eatin' that caviar Ridin' 'round in the fastest cars Instagram hoes, I smash 'em all These niggas broke, we laugh at y'all (haha) Y'all ain't havin' no cash at all (broke) Niggas just be actin' hard, I'ma wind up smackin' y'all (bitch) Which one of y'all niggas hoes (y'all niggas hoes), I'ma go at? (I'ma go at?) Heard your mans got dropped With his ho ass (yeah) Rock, fuck these niggas, they ain't get no pass And fuck these bitches, they broke ass You can't make it out Detroit 'less you play basketball If the opps listenin', just know we keepin' tabs on y'all, huh We call y'all black ice 'cause we always slidin' on y'all Nigga this chop run outta bullets, I'ma put the .45 on y'all You must wanna die, fuckin' with me and my gang Niggas gon' slide if you're missin' my name (gang) Don't come outside (come outside), 'less you want feel that flame Lil' nigga better stay in your lane 'fore you be the next one to get changed Won't make it out Philly unless you a rapper, dawg Unless you a trapper, dawg Still might leave in a casket, dawg And that's the saddest part Niggas ridin' 'round with Dracos, [?]in' from the ops and the [?] I can't even trust my main ho, damn You can't make it out Detroit 'less you play basketball If the opps listenin' just know we keepin' tabs on y'all, huh Won't make it out Philly unless you a rapper, dawg Unless you a trapper, dawg Still might leave in a casket, dawg And that's the saddest part And that's the saddest part From Letras Mania