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Said I'm all the way Back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Said I'm all the way Back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Back in back in my bag Said I'm all the way Back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Said I'm all the way Back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Back in back in my bag Heard that y'all was looking for me well here I am nigga Pinky off of Next Friday and I ain't playing nigga Did you suckas miss me? or nah I ain't been gone long Had y'all panties all in a bunch call this the thong song Why y'all dudes always hating cuz y'all not name brand? Great Value ass niggas we not the same brand Put my stamp on this shit like it was Blue Magic Got the old fiends checking in and plus the new addicts Long Live Naybahood Nip yeah we still miss you fam Wish them shots never hit you wish they had missed you fam Y'all dudes got the game wrong enjoy what life brings Wait cuz you a bum ass nigga I can't have nice things? Jealousy's a hell of a drug that's word to everything Pussy niggas talking that talk yeah I heard everything Loyalty that's real shit that's what I stand for All the way back in my duffle back in my Jan Sport Said I'm all the way (The way) Back in my bag (My bag) Back in, back in my bag (My bag) Back in, back in my bag Said I'm all the way (Said I'm all the way) Back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Back in back in my bag (Let's get it) Said I'm all the way (The way) Back in my bag (My bag) Back in, back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Said I'm all the way Back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Back in back in my bag Look bruh I'm all the way back in my bag Plenty racks in my pocket sixteen in the mag I get cheese for the picture if she a skeez The King gone hit her Play wit yo self don't play wit me cuz my first name ain't no fiddle Over here we ain't checking we just popping tags And that aroma that you smell around me is probably gas That's how it is, That's how I live Been doing it all my life I'm always running up the profits cuz I'm hustling every night Bruh don't be hating on my bag go get yo own I'm pushing up in a coupe on the weekends Just to show niggas how I'm on I never sold dope but I been dope And I'm on a mission everyday to break generational curses for my kinfolk To get where I'm at bruh I just stayed ten toes down in this struggle Rocking beats and instrumentals Now I'm seeing so many commas that the math is no longer simple I wake up making movies like a gimbal Said I'm all the way Back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Said I'm all the way Back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Back in back in my bag Said I'm all the way Back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Said I'm all the way Back in my bag Back in, back in my bag Back in back in my bag
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