Bag Szn lyrics

[Intro: AllStar JR]
(Let's get a bag)
(Chill goin' crazy)
(It's Lando, your b*tch know, don't let your b*tch go, n*gga)
Ayy

[Verse 1: AllStar JR]
Talkin' to my plug, "Can I punch 'bows?"
I can't cheat, my b*tch crazy and she punch hoes
Your b*tch droppin' her location like, "Come on"
'Fore I cut you off, you a b*tch that I'ma c*m on

[Verse 2: BabyTron]
Hoes used to talk crazy, they on hush mode
Let me find out this b*tch heard I'm the Punch GOAT (Hah)
Zap his ass 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 spinnin' the block (Spinnin')
Two-man, a hundred shots, we spinnin' his top (Baow)
I'm on everything these n*ggas is not
Would've scrapped last year and now n*ggas is dyin' (Woo)
You feel that lead, right? You could feel your legs, right?
Beefing with R, you ain't finna pop up dead, right?
Know it's green if we see you at a red light
Both scopes on a n*gga, them b*tches like headlights
[Verse 4: BabyTron]
You see that ballcap, doggy? Throw it on
Forgot the Glock at the crib, I'ma throw a bomb (Boom)
Spint the block and caught an opp like a Pokémon
Step in the strip and see the bangs, b*tch, you know it's Tron
A hundred death threats, why I ain't dead yet?
Won't chase a b*tch unless she truck drives for FedEx (Yoom, yoom)
p*ssed ass, broke ass, in your bed stressed
Can't relate, I'm flyin' with a thirty-dollar headrest (Yoom, yoom)

[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 servin' tan packs
Get your b*tch drunk, wake her up with a Stanback

[Verse 6: BabyTron]
Yeah, I punch and I rap, Def Jam Vendetta
And my new b*tch cold, look like Cinderella
Fire work with this card, I can get whatever
Sent fifteen out the rocket, boy, that's a Clint Capela (Baow)

[Verse 7: AllStar JR & BabyTron]
Put a circle on a n*gga like he Westbrook (That's a donut)
So you really wastin' time on your left hook?
If the lamb chops suck, get the chef cooked
Scholar with the scam sh*t, I wasn't readin' textbooks
He ain't ashamed, one of mans be poppin' blues
He ain't ashamed 'cause he gon' end up poppin' you
You could be Dwayne Johnson, couldn't rock with you
Thinkin' you a star? The chop got telescopic view
[Outro: AllStar JR & BabyTron]
Let's get a what?
Get a bag
Tron, we damn near f*cked this b*tch up
Ayy
Ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy