Fredo Bang — Bag Out

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Gon’ make a nigga cash out
You gon’ make me bring a bag out
(Ooh, that’s a Hardbody beat…)
And I did it with no handouts
You gon’ fuck around and make a nigga cash out
You gon’ fuck around and make me bring a bag out
And I did it with no handouts
Skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when I backed out

You gon’ fuck around and make me bring a bag out
You gon’ fuck around and make a nigga cash out
And I did it with no handouts
Skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when I backed out
You gon’ fuck around and make me bring a bag out
You gon’ fuck around and make a nigga cash out
And I did it with no handouts
Skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when I backed out

I got an iPhone full of bad hoes
And I’m pulling strings like a banjo (Yes, I do)
I’m really thuggin’, ain’t nowhere I can’t go
Dropped that bag, now I got ’em laying low (All your crew)
I’m from the South so you know I’m throwin’ fours
And I’m in that water like a tadpole (Southside, nigga)
I get that check but I never been a ho
I’m dropping bodies, yeah, and my mama know
She gon’ let me fuck, she know not to tease me
Countin’ all this cheddar, got me cheesin’ (I’m cheesin’)
He a dummy clown if he thinkin’ that we beefin’
I’ma drop a bag, give me a reason

You gon’ fuck around and make me bring a bag out
You gon’ fuck around and make a nigga cash out
And I did it with no handouts
Skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when I backed out
You gon’ fuck around and make me bring a bag out
You gon’ fuck around and make a nigga cash out
And I did it with no handouts
Skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when I backed out

‘Member I was broke, all I wanted was to ball, man
Now I’m stuffing fifty in my Balmains
She wanna fuck me ’cause I got my cash up
(Girl, my bitch got a bag), you gon’ have to back up
Got a pocket full of cash, you know that I’m creamin’
I can make your wish come like a genie
No time to fuck, I’m too busy counting green and
I gotta get a check for my semen
I’m a gangster with a pedicure, I love getting pampered
But I keep that rod like a camper
You know the bitch bad if the Bangman tapped her
They pay to hear my voice like a pastor (Or professor)

You gon’ fuck around and make me bring a bag out
You gon’ fuck around and make a nigga cash out
And I did it with no handouts
Skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when I backed out
You gon’ fuck around and make me bring a bag out
You gon’ fuck around and make a nigga cash out
And I did it with no handouts
Skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when I backed out

Make a nigga cash out
You gon’ make me bring a bag out
(Ooh, that’s a Hardbody beat…)
And I did it with no handouts