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Bagg Video (MV)




Performed By: Ace Brezzoe
Length: 3:29
Written by: Walter Glover




Ace Brezzoe - Bagg Lyrics
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I got these yung nigga mad
Yung nigga poppin' them tags
Gucci all up in my bagg
Gucci all up in my bagg
I got these yung nigga mad
Yung nigga popn them tags
Gucci all up in my bagg
Gucci all up in my bagg
Drip, Drip
Drip, Drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip, Drip
Drip, Drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip my drip my drip
Youngest nigga in the city I hop in that fin
Posted a picture with the Gucci I'll do it again
I got bitches niggas asking aye bruh where u been
I been running up the bands like bruh can you see it
I'm fly like an eagle
Don't f*ck with my people
Yea they know wassup, I'm out with the love I'm forever single
That's yo bitch you can keep her
Pockets fat like I'm peter
Say she just want a hug, I give her a hug and f*ck her and leave her
Call me Lebron I'm ballin'
Go get the money it's callin'
Shoot my shot at her no Spaulding
I got these yung talkin'
Nigga got problems small as a mustard seed and they act like its killin' em
Maybe they feel like I'm killin' em
Broke bitch Ian feeling em
I got these yung nigga mad
Yung nigga poppin' them tags
Gucci all up in my bagg
Gucci all up in my bagg
I got these yung nigga mad
Yung nigga popn them tags
Gucci all up in my bagg
Gucci all up in my bagg
Drip, Drip
Drip, Drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip, Drip
Drip, Drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip my drip my drip
She on my head like a durag
Gucci flips in the shoes bagg
Finna go drop a few bagg
They looking like how you do that
They hate how I come
Im finna blow like bomb
Stay having shit like a mom
Play wit that pussy Ian talking bout Tom aye
F*ck that lil bitch til she cum
If I said I f*cked wit you, I lied
Said I didn't f*ck yo bitch, I lied
I need a chic who gone ride
Clean up that shit like I'm tide
If I see what I want Ima buy it
Without the flash it shine
She said I'm one of a kind
Is it the Gucci I'm buying
Black coupe in traffic
I got yo hoe wanna smash me
Look out the Cartier glasses
Now niggas hate to walk past me
Ion know ya
Slip in the sauce get put in a coma
I pop yo bitch Corona
I stay with the green like Princess Fiona
I got these yung nigga mad
Yung nigga poppin' them tags
Gucci all up in my bagg
Gucci all up in my bagg
I got these yung nigga mad
Yung nigga popn them tags
Gucci all up in my bagg
Gucci all up in my bagg
Drip, Drip
Drip, Drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip, Drip
Drip, Drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip my drip my drip
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I got these yung nigga mad
Yung nigga poppin' them tags
Gucci all up in my bagg
Gucci all up in my bagg
I got these yung nigga mad
Yung nigga popn them tags
Gucci all up in my bagg
Gucci all up in my bagg
Drip, Drip
Drip, Drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip, Drip
Drip, Drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip my drip my drip
Youngest nigga in the city I hop in that fin
Posted a picture with the Gucci I'll do it again
I got bitches niggas asking aye bruh where u been
I been running up the bands like bruh can you see it
I'm fly like an eagle
Don't f*ck with my people
Yea they know wassup, I'm out with the love I'm forever single
That's yo bitch you can keep her
Pockets fat like I'm peter
Say she just want a hug, I give her a hug and f*ck her and leave her
Call me Lebron I'm ballin'
Go get the money it's callin'
Shoot my shot at her no Spaulding
I got these yung talkin'
Nigga got problems small as a mustard seed and they act like its killin' em
Maybe they feel like I'm killin' em
Broke bitch Ian feeling em
I got these yung nigga mad
Yung nigga poppin' them tags
Gucci all up in my bagg
Gucci all up in my bagg
I got these yung nigga mad
Yung nigga popn them tags
Gucci all up in my bagg
Gucci all up in my bagg
Drip, Drip
Drip, Drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip, Drip
Drip, Drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip my drip my drip
She on my head like a durag
Gucci flips in the shoes bagg
Finna go drop a few bagg
They looking like how you do that
They hate how I come
Im finna blow like bomb
Stay having shit like a mom
Play wit that pussy Ian talking bout Tom aye
F*ck that lil bitch til she cum
If I said I f*cked wit you, I lied
Said I didn't f*ck yo bitch, I lied
I need a chic who gone ride
Clean up that shit like I'm tide
If I see what I want Ima buy it
Without the flash it shine
She said I'm one of a kind
Is it the Gucci I'm buying
Black coupe in traffic
I got yo hoe wanna smash me
Look out the Cartier glasses
Now niggas hate to walk past me
Ion know ya
Slip in the sauce get put in a coma
I pop yo bitch Corona
I stay with the green like Princess Fiona
I got these yung nigga mad
Yung nigga poppin' them tags
Gucci all up in my bagg
Gucci all up in my bagg
I got these yung nigga mad
Yung nigga popn them tags
Gucci all up in my bagg
Gucci all up in my bagg
Drip, Drip
Drip, Drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip, Drip
Drip, Drip
Drip my drip my drip
Drip my drip my drip
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Writer: Walter Glover
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