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After I, run up that bag I’m through In these streets don’t love me like you Be a broke nigga, no can do My lil baby she too boujee, brand new I just wanna know what’s me plus you Chop the roof and the seat fit two I Be a broke nigga, no can do My lil baby she too boujee, brand new My lil baby she too boujee, brand new (Brand new) Young nigga jumped out the porch, I had to grow up From the bottom this type of nigga that shit mold us Swear to god I love my dogs, can’t control em If it get dirty around my name, would you hoe up? Would you still be there, if I never had my dough up? If I would seek visitation, would you show up? If they gon make it, I’m on trial count some mo’ up You can bet you we gon come get it, if you owe us After I, run up that bag imma change Fucc this rap shit, cause I get bags other ways If you call me then imma smash on the way Bust it on me, I beat your bacc outta place I’m deep, but I done had other days Fucc wit me you need to try other things SongtexteCause we the one we the five and we the wave Count that money, let it pile in the safe After I, run up that bag I’m through In these streets don’t love me like you Be a broke nigga, no can do My lil baby she too boujee, brand new I just wanna know what’s me plus you Chop the roof and the seat fit two Be a broke nigga no can do My lil baby she too boujee, brand new If yo’ nigga get up and go getter Want some of your plate, but i brought you the whole dinner I been heating up in the summer for cold winters Got me to yourself, daddy please you be so bitter Yea, Want me to stay home sorry the wrong nigga You like to say i miss it, I’m making ya bones shiver I be hella bold, I’m touchin’ the soul in ya Gotta get back on the road, I can’t be alone wit ya But after I, run up that bag imma change Sunny days, but can you stand in the rain I ain't askin’ you to blast on the bae I need good sex, it feel like cash in the bank You say I never get enough, I know Gotta stuff it up until it bust, I won’t You know I’m bout a bag, don’t play the tough guy role You blowin’ up my line, don’t cross that line tho After I, run up that bag I’m through In these streets don’t love me like you Be a broke nigga, no can do My lil baby she too boujee, brand new I just wanna know what’s me plus you Chop the roof and the seat fit two I Be a broke nigga, no can do My lil baby she too boujee, brand new Aus Songtexte Mania