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[Hook: Talley of 300] Shout out my squad I never had shit Made it out of the hood, now I'm doing good and got me a bad bitch I pull up in a fast whip Don't call unless you talking cash shit So come with that bag, cause I'm in my bag I stay in my bag bitch (2x) [Verse 1: Montana of 300] See me I put God first and he put me in this position I made it up out the hood I had to complete that mission See everything is expensive I'm in my bag like magicians I am, of no religion but my Louboutins are Christian Fly Guys they can't tell us shit Money team, Mayweather shit Wings up, bitch I'm Pegasus This what we do, no predicate Sauce everlastin' These bitches feeling my fashion I just bought a Mac 10 It pop make an op do a back bend Graaa! [Verse 2: Jalyn Sanders] Don't ask me shit about my bag won't let you hold that I stack it up, don't spend a dime can't even ford' that Bitch bad like Dennis had some [?] when she throw it back She cut it, I count it up If its my money I'm so in love Switching lanes in the foreign Haters mad, can't ignore it These bitches piss like a toilet Dripping all the sauce, they done stole it Shout out my squad yea, we eating we some carnivores Straight to the money, we ball out my ACL just tore [Hook: Talley of 300] Shout out my squad I never had shit Made it out of the hood, now I'm doing good and got me a bad bitch I pull up in a fast whip Don't call unless you talking cash shit So come with that bag, cause I'm in my bag I stay in my bag bitch (2x) [Verse 3: Talley of 300] Look I'm an 80s baby, momma sayin' these streets raised me baby But now we made it baby Never knew how much they hated baby Came a long way, remember I used to go crazy baby With that lil .380 baby Open out and got to pay me baby Flipped the money make it stretch Like I'm coaching for gymnastics Got it cracking like a egg Now my pockets on Jurassic Got and went and got a bad bitch Got her looking like a actress For fame and the name shame, I was making hits like I'm Cassius Had to be a pusher Now I just got pulled like a wagon Reptile I spit acid I'm eating, got green like some cabbage Haters be mad sick Give bitches more wood than a cabin And they worry bout' jack shit They itchy on my like a rash bitch Got stripes like a ref Chip swag in my bag I might go and cop the vette Just so I can do the dash I'll burn your chest, if you doubt fire, then its tootle doo to the cash I don't see the truth in you like a [?] But just know my shooters shoot when I ask POW! [Hook: Talley of 300] Shout out my squad I never had shit Made it out of the hood, now I'm doing good and got me a bad bitch I pull up in a fast whip Don't come unless you talking cash shit So call with that bag, cause I'm in my bag I stay in my bag bitch (2x)
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