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bag Video (MV)




Performed By: seliante
Language: English
Length: 1:51
Written by: seliante saint




seliante - bag Lyrics




In dat typa bag, you neva got in
Different typa model hoes, might jus fuk her & her friend
Real crashout, bitch, yea my life ready to end
Cant take nun from me, bitch
I'm jus tryna win
I'm jus tryna kill
I'm jus tryna stack it up and win
Tryna count these chips
My life, feel hella numb, I cant feel ts
Might die tomorrow way I'm feelin bitch, but I'm feelin rich bitch

I popped one pill, ian been the same since
I hate bad bitches they think with the same sense
They wan' hold my cash
Want designer bags
They wan' make money moves but don't have no plan
I cant convo with no whore, cant you see?
I just want the money & the ecstasy
Bitch I'm lost inside the drank, like I'm lost at sea
Bitch I know some real winners tryna join the team

In dat typa bag, you neva got in
Different typa model hoes, might jus fuk her & her friend
Real crashout, bitch, yea my life ready to end
Cant take nun from me, bitch
I'm jus tryna win
I'm jus tryna kill
I'm jus tryna stack it up and win
Tryna count these chips
My life, feel hella numb, I cant feel ts
Might die tomorrow way I'm feelin bitch, but I'm feelin rich bitch
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In dat typa bag, you neva got in
Different typa model hoes, might jus fuk her & her friend
Real crashout, bitch, yea my life ready to end
Cant take nun from me, bitch
I'm jus tryna win
I'm jus tryna kill
I'm jus tryna stack it up and win
Tryna count these chips
My life, feel hella numb, I cant feel ts
Might die tomorrow way I'm feelin bitch, but I'm feelin rich bitch

I popped one pill, ian been the same since
I hate bad bitches they think with the same sense
They wan' hold my cash
Want designer bags
They wan' make money moves but don't have no plan
I cant convo with no whore, cant you see?
I just want the money & the ecstasy
Bitch I'm lost inside the drank, like I'm lost at sea
Bitch I know some real winners tryna join the team

In dat typa bag, you neva got in
Different typa model hoes, might jus fuk her & her friend
Real crashout, bitch, yea my life ready to end
Cant take nun from me, bitch
I'm jus tryna win
I'm jus tryna kill
I'm jus tryna stack it up and win
Tryna count these chips
My life, feel hella numb, I cant feel ts
Might die tomorrow way I'm feelin bitch, but I'm feelin rich bitch
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Writer: seliante saint
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