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(Iceberg want a bag, bitch) Yeah, yeah I fuck 'round and cut everybody off for some new bands Take this worldwide, think that's my new plan Big drip, rockin' VLONE, but I don't do friends You know I ain't have no hurt in my heart, but I let you in I've been tryna focus on gettin' it, can't let shit get to me I'ma move away if you ain't matchin' my energy If I pull up with the gang, a hunnid legs like a centipede (Yeah) Bitch, we fifty deep, I'ma save that for all my enemies And this shit nothin' new, 'fore Corona we had our mask up This shit nothin' new, police always been tryna flag us Nobody protectin' the trenches so we got MAC's tuck Pedal to the medal bro let's turn up we can't let these niggas pass us They call, I decline, I'm in my bag to get my bag up I've been doin' me, but my bitch think I'm doin' bad stuff Money bigger, I been movin' forward, I can't back up Drums inside the show, I know I'm safe so I'ma rock it out Nigga try to flex up in my face, might take his pockets out If I catch a case, I'm goin' straight to trial, no, I ain't coppin' out Used to pay to pop behind the walls, thank God we poppin' now I done been through hell and back, I'm numb, it's nothin' to cry about I need ten for a walkthrough SongtexteYou ain't used to fuck with me, don't greet me when I walk through Losses put me in a hole, but they made me a boss too Money on my mind, every move I make a boss move Said I was with you, I guess times changed You was playin' mind games You switched in a minute, got a new one in that time frame You rode for a minute, was there somethin' wrong with my lane? Ever since the closest did me wrong, ain't want nobody else around me Hottest comin' up, your main bitch love me when she found me Money on my mind and I ain't talkin' 'bout no bounty One cocked in the head, the way I move around the county Pedal to the medal bro let's turn up we can't let these niggas pass us They call, I decline, I'm in my bag to get my bag up I've been doin' me, but my bitch think I'm doin' bad stuff Money bigger, I been movin' forward, I can't back up Drums inside the show, I know I'm safe so I'ma rock it out Nigga try to flex up in my face, might take his pockets out If I catch a case, I'm goin' straight to trial, no, I ain't coppin' out Used to pay to pop behind the walls, thank God we poppin' now I done been through hell and back, I'm numb, it's nothin' to cry about Aus Songtexte Mania