PMB YLG shit, y'all know what the f*ck going on, we in that one bag
Don't get boxed in on your feat, nigga
Hit the road, take a risk, best thing I can say
Really, mean how, alright runt
Let's see what you talking on this bitch
Hit the road, take a risk, best thing I can say
You really want an info on the lick, it's out the way
They know they listening, a lot of shit I can't speak
Don't care, he my mans, make him pay that fee
Only care about the plug, who's it all right now, we still good
Give him everything plus extras, what you know
150, you down bad and running low
Ran up two bands on a single load
Yeah, I'm about to hit the spot, I gotta grab a bow
You ain't never caught a hat, had to tag a toe
Now I'm hopping in that striker, about to smack the road
Yo bitch playing with my paper, I'm about to smack a ho
I'll rob you for your savings, what you stacking for
Only one to drive the whip, I'm the captain, ho
I can't f*ck with your lanes, y'all be capping, bro
Always sliding that bitch, what the traction for?
You can't even flip a bow, what you trapping for
You can't even keep a bitch, you be trapping, ho
You done ran off on the plug, watch your back, lil' bro
What you ran off with, I done up times four
Delta canceled the flight, about to miss the show
Before I ever fly Spirit again, I hit the road
I told Nyce I'm about to grab a striker, about to break the code
I ain't hopping out no plane, cause I'm bringing a whole load
Yeah, I step up in the function, probably taking all your hoes
Five bad bitches at the room, taking off they clothes
I hop up on the gram, cause you knowin' I'm a troll
Lil Nyce - That One Bag (feat. Ylg Runt) Lyrics
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PMB YLG shit, y'all know what the f*ck going on, we in that one bag
Don't get boxed in on your feat, nigga
Hit the road, take a risk, best thing I can say
Really, mean how, alright runt
Let's see what you talking on this bitch
Hit the road, take a risk, best thing I can say
You really want an info on the lick, it's out the way
They know they listening, a lot of shit I can't speak
Don't care, he my mans, make him pay that fee
Only care about the plug, who's it all right now, we still good
Give him everything plus extras, what you know
150, you down bad and running low
Ran up two bands on a single load
Yeah, I'm about to hit the spot, I gotta grab a bow
You ain't never caught a hat, had to tag a toe
Now I'm hopping in that striker, about to smack the road
Yo bitch playing with my paper, I'm about to smack a ho
I'll rob you for your savings, what you stacking for
Only one to drive the whip, I'm the captain, ho
I can't f*ck with your lanes, y'all be capping, bro
Always sliding that bitch, what the traction for?
You can't even flip a bow, what you trapping for
You can't even keep a bitch, you be trapping, ho
You done ran off on the plug, watch your back, lil' bro
What you ran off with, I done up times four
Delta canceled the flight, about to miss the show
Before I ever fly Spirit again, I hit the road
I told Nyce I'm about to grab a striker, about to break the code
I ain't hopping out no plane, cause I'm bringing a whole load
Yeah, I step up in the function, probably taking all your hoes
Five bad bitches at the room, taking off they clothes
I hop up on the gram, cause you knowin' I'm a troll
Don't get boxed in on your feat, nigga
Hit the road, take a risk, best thing I can say
Really, mean how, alright runt
Let's see what you talking on this bitch
Hit the road, take a risk, best thing I can say
You really want an info on the lick, it's out the way
They know they listening, a lot of shit I can't speak
Don't care, he my mans, make him pay that fee
Only care about the plug, who's it all right now, we still good
Give him everything plus extras, what you know
150, you down bad and running low
Ran up two bands on a single load
Yeah, I'm about to hit the spot, I gotta grab a bow
You ain't never caught a hat, had to tag a toe
Now I'm hopping in that striker, about to smack the road
Yo bitch playing with my paper, I'm about to smack a ho
I'll rob you for your savings, what you stacking for
Only one to drive the whip, I'm the captain, ho
I can't f*ck with your lanes, y'all be capping, bro
Always sliding that bitch, what the traction for?
You can't even flip a bow, what you trapping for
You can't even keep a bitch, you be trapping, ho
You done ran off on the plug, watch your back, lil' bro
What you ran off with, I done up times four
Delta canceled the flight, about to miss the show
Before I ever fly Spirit again, I hit the road
I told Nyce I'm about to grab a striker, about to break the code
I ain't hopping out no plane, cause I'm bringing a whole load
Yeah, I step up in the function, probably taking all your hoes
Five bad bitches at the room, taking off they clothes
I hop up on the gram, cause you knowin' I'm a troll
Writer: Derrick Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid