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Tagged
560
Hip-Hop/Rap
Tagged was released on June 25, 2026 by bgs as a part of the album Tagged - Single
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Release DateJune 25, 2026
Labelbgs
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
diorbgs
diorbgs
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
diorbgs
diorbgs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
xaviersobased
xaviersobased
Producer

Lyrics

23 with Neto pin, got FatOpp kids aborted.
21 with B, a metal box had chased him out his Jordans.
Don't confront me 'bout a bitch, you know I still be fucking.
Bro had hit the chop all at they ass and had them **** ducking.
****, stop posting your advance-my feat not in your budget.
He hit his chop, it crammed, he ran, was tryna catch that bucket.
On two feet, two deep onna Skan,
Them **** ain't on nothing.
Bitch, I'm Skan Man Gang. You diss the guys,
I'm strictly tapping button.
And let's talk about La shh-
She caught one to the nugget.
Was tryna send him with his bitch,
He faking like he ducked it.
They damn near left him in the whip,
He made it out, he lucky.
Play both sides the street.
Where he gone go? I'm on both ends with button.
They try to play, let the chop off.
She seen the bucks, we fucking.
I know this bop bitch fucked the opps,
But this bitch keep on chunking.
23, metal piece-go test it out.
I think you moving funny.
Told this bitch I'm not no fan,
She want me for my money.
Call a IG bitch by her first name.
She on her knees, she sucking.
Told cuh put up the .23,
I got the Drac, I'm clutching.
This bitch a freak, hand on my dick
When she be tryna hug me.
I'm on point, can't go for shit.
In Speed, I'm strictly cutting.
He wanna text me 'bout a bitch,
So now it's fuck my cousin.
Fully Drac, ain't got no kick.
I bounce out whips and flush it.
Never see you **** on my routes.
Y'all ass ain't catching uppys.
Know how to work my Glock.
It's fully...
Bounce out cuts and chase 'em.
41 Neto pin all through they shit.
I know them **** hate it.
I'm fucking hoes ain't used to look my way,
Be feeling like I made it.
Came through the front door on La dude ass,
He thought that he got raided.
My 17 got 50-plus,
And switch it hold a hunnid.
I took down his bitch, said she can't take it.
Told her ass stop running.
I chased him down with switch in hand.
I love to smack my button.
He tried to post up thinking he tough,
And we had came through bucking.
This Drizzy Pap get off on shit.
Watch Cee Slap work the button.
22 Gen 5, bro lost the standard,
So now he can't tuck it.
I'm not responding to no diss.
I'm just gone bounce out flushing.
Jmoney ass on every car,
Get touched with switch-you clutching.
Window pop, look under seat,
Tryna come up on something.
Glock 20C, 10 mil with B,
Ah, put your ass on crutches.
Gone pop your ass you reach for this,
'Cause I can't do no tugging.
One tap out the fifth, hit in his arm,
Put his ass up for summers.
He diss my potna, that shit cool. On trolls, I'm bouncing out.
Bully lanes in this Q60 thang, And I just maxed it out.
A built-in button on .23, Can't wait to test it out.
BLRRRD all he heard from Neto pin When I was bouncing out.
Can't go like dude and drop my button. I'm gone switch the crowd.
Bitch must confused, she thinking we fucking. I just want the mouth.
Pull onna side, you meeting button. Better smack it out.
Hit Sport mode, plus he slapped it up. On the highway, I just maxed it out.
Big Pop got them bucks. He want the up, we balling to the South.
Told her we can't fuck. I hit her once, the bitch gone run her mouth.
This switch be lagging out on shit. They left him inna house.
I be really crashing out on shit. Bird tryna put me out.
Written by: Dior Bgs
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