02 STACY DASH

Bitch, I'm a bag boy, so I'm, yeah Bitch, I'm a bag boy, so I'm in my bag Bitch, fell in love with this kid, I treat her like a strag Nigga, try to touch the fuckin' breach yeah, he gon' meet the mag And my bitch bad, like 02 Stacy dash Nah, you don't get no options, ain't no run or pass You don't wanna see me crash Say the word, nigga, and, your boy a fuckin' blast Yeah, put on my mask, and turn into a villain My brodie pop a perc whenever he wanna get a feelin I mix weed with the Henny, I think it help my healin I mix money with the pussy, I think it help my feelin's Yeah, it help my feelin's, and I hang with members Ice up on my wrist, as cold, as the end of November We chop opps just like trees, yeah, we yelling timber Set him up, make him think he meeting a bitch, off tinder This feelin' be the fuckin' bender Chopper hit him, he yellin' just like F.S. the Bender I'm with a white boy, he shot cold like his name was Jimmer I had to wake up, yeah, nigga, I had a cold December Who, I fucked, I don't remember, hollows leave your boy dismembered Cause, bitch, I'm a bag boy, and I, yeah Cause, bitch, I'm a bag boy, and I'm in my bag Bitch, fell in love with the kid, I treat her like a strag Nigga, try to touch the fuckin' breach, and he gon' meet the mag And my bitch bad, like 02 stacy dash Nah, you don't get no options, ain't no run or past Put that money on his head, yeah, we on his ass Nigga got shot one time, it looked like he lagged And I'm with the bags, catch him and we zippin' bags Give a nigga toe tag, set him up on a date with Braggs Yeah, set him up on a date with Braggs Catch him and we give him a tag, yeah, nigga, we on your ass Nigga, don't f*ck the bags, yeah, nigga, don't f*ck the bags Unless you got extra mags, yeah, you got extra mags Bitch, don't f*ck the bags