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Baggin' Lyrics by Marshmello Marshmello , 42 Dugg
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God sat me down and told me, 'Youngin', you the one'
Givenchy, Louis, BAPE, the only thing, I'm from the slums
White gold, Presidential, maybe I should run
Still get 'em by the ton, sixty-five three times a month
Bag, what you doin'? Baggin', baggin'
2020 McLaren, Moe got me thinking 'bout cashin'
Bitch, I'm a savage Megan, savage
Heard I fucked her friend, she keep callin' me a savage
She gonna suck 'cause she nasty
Once I fuck her I be laughin'
We will never meet again, only thing I eat is tens
Bag, what you doin'? Baggin', baggin'
Youngest of the mob, R.I.P
After everything I gave how you tell me I ain't shit?
All the money that I made, that was 'posed to keep us lit
You was out here suckin' dick, I was tryna pay the
I was tryna pay the, I was tryna pay the rent
Free my niggas from the 6, if not weed, then it's a brick
All my youngins takin' hits, 1500 for the mid
Show you to make a ten, I get three brown from a gram
I know how to make a dance, twenty-two just for the pants
Ho, quit lying, bitch, you a fan, if it's you, I want the head
I fell back on sellin' meds, I'm supposed to be with Techs
Faced some fire, and the feds ask me, am I Dugg
Ask God, not at all, four million with all the cash
God sat me down and told me, 'Youngin', you the one'
Givenchy, Louis, BAPE, the only thing, I'm from the slums
White gold, Presidential, maybe I should run
Still get 'em by the ton, sixty-five three times a month
Bag, what you doin'? Baggin', baggin'
2020 McLaren, Moe got me thinking 'bout cashin'
Bitch, I'm a savage Megan, savage
Heard I fucked her friend, she keep callin' me a savage
She gonna suck 'cause she nasty
Once I fuck her I be laughin'
We will never meet again, only thing I eat is tens
Bag, what you doin'? Baggin', baggin'
Youngest of the mob, R.I.P. my young nigga Rob
Prolly do a six, never a five, pour me a four
Tell the world get off my dick
I get nervous when I get mentioned
Bro do for a weaker sentence, it could be five, but he too picky
Keep that fire, bitch, don't get Ricky
Without my guys feel like something missin'
Too many proud fucks, too many bitches
Murder story, I don't fuck with you niggas
You tryna get fame, fuck Around, get painted
Proud of myself, I don't do no hangin'
Throw it up, nigga, let 'em know what you claimin'
Big 4, Big 4
God sat me down and told me, 'Youngin', you the one'
Givenchy, Louis, BAPE, the only thing, I'm from the slums
White gold, Presidential, maybe I should run
Still get 'em by the ton, sixty-five three times a month
Bag, what you doin'? Baggin', baggin'
2020 McLaren, Moe got me thinking 'bout cashin'
Bitch, I'm a savage Megan, savage
Heard I fucked her friend, she keep callin' me a savage
She gonna suck 'cause she nasty
Once I fuck her I be laughin'
We will never meet again, only thing I eat is tens
Bag, what you doin'? Baggin', baggin'
Youngest of the mob, R.I.P. my young nigga Rob
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