Lyrics Bag Talk (feat. Moneybagg Yo) - Fredo Bang feat. Moneybagg Yo

Ain't that DJ Chose over there?
Look like DJ Chose
Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat
Yeah, I let that bag talk
I don't like the big mouth
I get you knocked off, especially we bringin' them straps out
Nigga what the fuck you thought? Nigga what the fuck you thought?
Nigga what the fuck you thought? Nigga what the fuck you thought?
I'm havin' my way with this shit
Niggas ain't cut like this, ay
I drop a bag, they blitz
Tell 'em pull up, don't miss
Nigga what the fuck you thought? Nigga what the fuck you thought?
Nigga what the fuck you thought? Nigga what the fuck you thought?
All of my niggas on go
None of my niggas no hoe
Leave a niggas brains on the porch
Leave a nigga red like Rudolph nose, yeah
Ain't from the North, but I keep me a pole
Aim for his head, I might cut off his throat
Spinnin' your block tryna take me a soul
Tit for tat, you know how that go
Stand up or take you a seat
Niggas ain't really in the streets
You know that we playin' for keeps
You niggas just good on your feet
We takin' off flesh, we 'bout it
You niggas be shootin' at houses
When I want you dead, can't settle
Heard he ain't die, gotta do a lil' better
Yeah, I let that bag talk
I don't like the big mouth
I get you knocked off, especially when we bringin' them straps out
Nigga what the fuck you thought? Nigga what the fuck you thought?
Nigga what the fuck you thought? Nigga what the fuck you thought?
I'm havin' my way with this shit
Niggas ain't cut like this, ay
I drop a bag, they blitz
Tell 'em pull up, don't miss
Nigga what the fuck you thought? Nigga what the fuck you thought?
Nigga what the fuck you thought? Nigga what the fuck you thought?
Fuck your thoughts, nigga, I'm too heartless
Turn to a monster when I get started
Hit the gas on the Hellcat, it farted
Killin' the game, dearly departed
I'm rockin' Fendi, they mixed it with Fila
Get to the gyro, the cheese, the pita
I'm stickin' dick in a bad mamacita
She with the opps, I'ma turn her like Tina (Big Speaker)
Birkin' her life, that's bag talk
Jump in a rocket and blast off
I'm from the South, we don't fast talk
His head a coupon, take half off
I still got some cash in the last vault
I'm the lottery pick, like a scratch off
You niggas is tweakin' on bath salts
I send Daniel-san to get you knocked off
I let that bag talk
I don't like the big mouth
I get you knocked off, especially when we bringin' them straps out
Nigga what the fuck you thought? Nigga what the fuck you thought?
Nigga what the fuck you thought? Nigga what the fuck you thought?
I'm havin' my way with this shit
Niggas ain't cut like this, ay
I drop a bag, they blitz
Tell 'em pull up, don't miss
Nigga what the fuck you thought? Nigga what the fuck you thought?
Nigga what the fuck you thought? Nigga what the fuck you thought?
Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat
Ain't that DJ Chose over there?
Look like DJ Chose