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BabyTron – Bag Szn lyrics
[Verse 1: Allstar Jr]
Talking to my plug, "Can I punch bows?"
I can't cheat, my bitch crazy and she punch holes
Your bitch dropping [?]
'Fore I cut you off, you a bitch that I'mma come on
[Verse 2: Babytron]
Hoes used to talk crazy, they don't hush more
Let me find out this bitch heard I'm the punch goat
Zap a bitch with this new Pack-A-Punch pole
Rock him for a band with two sticks like a drumroll
[Verse 3: Allstar Jr]
One whip, two chops, we spinning the block
Two men, a hundred shots, we spinning his top
I'm on everything, these niggas is not
With a strap last year and now niggas is dying
You feel that lyric, right? You could feel your legs, right?
Before [?], you ain't finna pop a [?], right?
Know it's green if we see you at a red light
Both scopes on that nigga, them bitches like headlights
[Verse 4: Babytron]
You see that ballcap [?], throw it on
Forgot the Glock at the crib, I'mma throw a bomb
Spin the block and called an opp just like a Pokemon
Step in the strip and see the bands, bitch you know it's Tron
A hundred death threats, well I ain't dead yet
Won't chase a bitch unless she truckdrives for Fedex
Pissed ass, broke ass in your bed stressed
Can't relate, I'm flying with a thirty dollar headrest
[Verse 5: Allstar Jr]
New deal offer, I ain't even read yet
Heard your man signed for a chain and a bed set
I got a white boy, I be serving ten packs
Get your bitch drunk, wake her up with a stained back
[Verse 6: Babytron]
Yeah I punch and I rap, Def Jam Vendetta
And my new bitch cold just like Cinderella
Firework, with this card I can get whatever
Sent fifteen out the rocket, that's a Clint Capela
[Verse 7: Allstar Jr and Babytron]
Put a circle on a nigga like he Westbrook
So you really wasting time on your left hook
If the lambchops suck, get the chef cooked
Scholar with the scams, shit I wasn't reading textbooks
He ain't ashamed, one of mans be popping blues
He ain't ashamed, cause he gon' end up popping you
You could be Dwayne Johnson, couldn't rock with you
Think you a star? The chop got telescopic view
Talking to my plug, "Can I punch bows?"
I can't cheat, my bitch crazy and she punch holes
Your bitch dropping [?]
'Fore I cut you off, you a bitch that I'mma come on
[Verse 2: Babytron]
Hoes used to talk crazy, they don't hush more
Let me find out this bitch heard I'm the punch goat
Zap a bitch with this new Pack-A-Punch pole
Rock him for a band with two sticks like a drumroll
[Verse 3: Allstar Jr]
One whip, two chops, we spinning the block
Two men, a hundred shots, we spinning his top
I'm on everything, these niggas is not
With a strap last year and now niggas is dying
You feel that lyric, right? You could feel your legs, right?
Before [?], you ain't finna pop a [?], right?
Know it's green if we see you at a red light
Both scopes on that nigga, them bitches like headlights
[Verse 4: Babytron]
You see that ballcap [?], throw it on
Forgot the Glock at the crib, I'mma throw a bomb
Spin the block and called an opp just like a Pokemon
Step in the strip and see the bands, bitch you know it's Tron
A hundred death threats, well I ain't dead yet
Won't chase a bitch unless she truckdrives for Fedex
Pissed ass, broke ass in your bed stressed
Can't relate, I'm flying with a thirty dollar headrest
[Verse 5: Allstar Jr]
New deal offer, I ain't even read yet
Heard your man signed for a chain and a bed set
I got a white boy, I be serving ten packs
Get your bitch drunk, wake her up with a stained back
[Verse 6: Babytron]
Yeah I punch and I rap, Def Jam Vendetta
And my new bitch cold just like Cinderella
Firework, with this card I can get whatever
Sent fifteen out the rocket, that's a Clint Capela
[Verse 7: Allstar Jr and Babytron]
Put a circle on a nigga like he Westbrook
So you really wasting time on your left hook
If the lambchops suck, get the chef cooked
Scholar with the scams, shit I wasn't reading textbooks
He ain't ashamed, one of mans be popping blues
He ain't ashamed, cause he gon' end up popping you
You could be Dwayne Johnson, couldn't rock with you
Think you a star? The chop got telescopic view
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