Текст песни
Bop
Its
A
Rappa
Beat
Binitch
(Its
Whokid)
What
you
gone
do
when
you
get
out
I
probably
bop
another
house
I
been
chasing
after
cheese
You
can
call
me
a
mouse
Yeah
dem
bands
what
I'm
bout
I'm
at
Emo
cashing
out
It
was
ding
dong
ditch
Til
I
brought
the
box
out
What
you
gone
get?
Bitch
a
bag
That's
a
whole
lot
of
cash
I
might
buy
me
a
fisker
Just
to
get
it
and
go
crash
I
just
paid
$600
For
these
jeans
on
my
ass
High
fashion
I
bleed
them
that's
closed
casket
Last
night
I
had
a
dream
I
fucked
Kim
in
a
Ashton
Whip
got
so
many
buttons
I
call
it
go
go
gadget
A
lot
of
niggas
they
be
plotting
So
I
keep
me
a
ratchet
I'm
bout
that
action
My
city
is
corrupted
with
madness
I
keep
me
a
30
My
aim
like
a
shot
from
Steph
Curry
I
got
them
nervous
Yeah
they
know
we
them
niggas
Louis
vuitton
when
I
walk
You
see
the
blood
when
I'm
finished
And
I'm
just
getting
started
Tell
them
this
the
beginning
A
bag
All
I
want
is
a
bag
I'm
trying
to
blow
through
some
bands
And
go
get
it
right
back
Let
me
holla
at
Ben
Franklin
I
know
where
he
at
Last
night
I
told
Buddha
I
was
coming
for
that
You
can't
die
with
that
money
Nigga
blow
that
bag
Gas
team
we
grind
to
eat
And
ima
get
us
a
bag
A
bag
(a,bag)
All
I
want
is
a
bag
A
bag
(a,bag)
All
I
want
is
a
bag
Bop
bop
it's
the
thievas
at
yo
door
Walk
out
with
a
load
Blow
a
bag
and
get
some
more
I
remember
I
was
broke
Now
it's
bands
up
ona
floor
Still
slide
the
ebt
Like
I
ain't
never
seen
know
dough
It's
the
road
runner
I
bleed
them
like
no
other
Went
on
a
high
speed
chase
I
was
gone
for
a
few
summers
Now
ima
bop
the
whole
scene
For
10
summers
like
a
was
mustard
Red
beam
at
your
top
Chop
drummie
hold
a
hundred
Ayeee
no
cap
better
ask
One
Hunnet
Leg
hanging
out
the
door
He
hoping
out
like
maracas
Me
and
drew
was
bopping
shit
When
we
was
riding
in
a
bucket
40
tucked
in
the
mcm
bag
ima
bust
it
Try
to
reach
for
these
pieces
I
shoot
for
no
reason
Send
shots
where
you
thinking
Dressed
up
like
a
deacon
My
shooter
bout
beefing
He
war
for
no
reason
He
shoot
like
he
lost
it
That
Tech
it
keep
screaming
A
bag
All
I
want
is
a
bag
I'm
trying
to
blow
through
some
bands
And
go
get
it
right
back
Let
me
holla
at
Ben
Franklin
I
know
where
he
at
Last
night
I
told
Buddha
I
was
coming
for
that
You
can't
die
with
that
money
Nigga
blow
that
bag
Gas
team
we
grind
to
eat
And
ima
get
us
a
bag
A
bag
(a
bag)
All
I
want
is
a
bag
A
bag
(a
bag)
All
I
want
is
a
bag
Its
A
Rappa
Beat
Binitch
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