Once a nigga get a bag and spend a bag
They tryna set me up like ima give up where my money at
Big Kee in the back strapped up with expended mags
My bitch on the snap flexing wit a Birkin bag
4PF like I'm lil baby where the money at
I ran it up and made it through like I'm a running back
Fell off the wagon fa a minute but I'm coming back
I run my money up in circles like I'm running track
Four Ps on the scales I open up the window l serve it
Money running though the bando like electric circuit
Knock off my dawg you know it's up I let my stick get dirty
One in the chamber to head I know you niggas heard me
Do what it is I gotta do to pay rent every month
Wholesale Gelato face a wood I stuff a ounce in my blunt
A lil nigga planned to knock me but he ain't have a gun
Couple niggas want my top off but they can't get it done
I ran me up a bag call me Tae Tha Don
I heard you tryna take my cash I might just call you John, Doe
Catch you slipping fasho
VVS diamonds them boys ain't fa show
Gorillas they hungry them boys want some mo
They go stick up a sto if you play go goin blow
Many bitches they ain't want me I wasnt popping then
Hey bighead, how you been when I'm counting bands
F*ck with me I bet you see
That Twitter beef is fa them P's
Pull up on me and come see
I bet that choppa catching B's
You say u want it then come get it
Bet you won't shot up my fitted
Me and Z up inna Civic
Posted up wit 2, 450's
Booming music in yo city
Making sure you bitches see me
Bitch don't get this choppa twisted
Glock it be my side assistant
I said I want it we'll come get me
Once a nigga get a bag and spend a bag
They tryna set me up like ima give up where my money at
Big Kee in the back strapped up with expended mags
My bitch on the snap flexing wit a Birkin bag
4PF like I'm lil baby where the money at
I ran it up and made it through like I'm a running back
Fell off the wagon fa a minute but I'm coming back
I run my money up in circles like I'm running track
Selling drugs he just 15 he on the block witta choppa
Serving junkies out the agg he tryna make him a profit
I told a nigga come and get me got a call from my mama
She said sum about that drama bout them off my Patna
Bitch ass boy he got my f*cked up talm bout poppin at you
I got youngins at that school who roll wit choppas and ruges
I got youngins as that school wit my command they goin shoot
We up this bitch up inna minute blow yo ass threw the roof
I got a Draco wit 2 choppas and my name on it
I hear them hollering that they want it leave they brains on it
The system did me wrong I swear the god they played on me
36,000 dollar bond remained the same through it
I'm caught up to the neck with all these problems and the stress
I'm tryna run a check I'm tryna show em all who next
I'm drowning in this water pray to god I needa blessing
F*ck a stop sign do no stoping y'all can't stop me I'm progressing
TaeDoee - Tae the Don Lyrics
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Once a nigga get a bag and spend a bag
They tryna set me up like ima give up where my money at
Big Kee in the back strapped up with expended mags
My bitch on the snap flexing wit a Birkin bag
4PF like I'm lil baby where the money at
I ran it up and made it through like I'm a running back
Fell off the wagon fa a minute but I'm coming back
I run my money up in circles like I'm running track
Four Ps on the scales I open up the window l serve it
Money running though the bando like electric circuit
Knock off my dawg you know it's up I let my stick get dirty
One in the chamber to head I know you niggas heard me
Do what it is I gotta do to pay rent every month
Wholesale Gelato face a wood I stuff a ounce in my blunt
A lil nigga planned to knock me but he ain't have a gun
Couple niggas want my top off but they can't get it done
I ran me up a bag call me Tae Tha Don
I heard you tryna take my cash I might just call you John, Doe
Catch you slipping fasho
VVS diamonds them boys ain't fa show
Gorillas they hungry them boys want some mo
They go stick up a sto if you play go goin blow
Many bitches they ain't want me I wasnt popping then
Hey bighead, how you been when I'm counting bands
F*ck with me I bet you see
That Twitter beef is fa them P's
Pull up on me and come see
I bet that choppa catching B's
You say u want it then come get it
Bet you won't shot up my fitted
Me and Z up inna Civic
Posted up wit 2, 450's
Booming music in yo city
Making sure you bitches see me
Bitch don't get this choppa twisted
Glock it be my side assistant
I said I want it we'll come get me
Once a nigga get a bag and spend a bag
They tryna set me up like ima give up where my money at
Big Kee in the back strapped up with expended mags
My bitch on the snap flexing wit a Birkin bag
4PF like I'm lil baby where the money at
I ran it up and made it through like I'm a running back
Fell off the wagon fa a minute but I'm coming back
I run my money up in circles like I'm running track
Selling drugs he just 15 he on the block witta choppa
Serving junkies out the agg he tryna make him a profit
I told a nigga come and get me got a call from my mama
She said sum about that drama bout them off my Patna
Bitch ass boy he got my f*cked up talm bout poppin at you
I got youngins at that school who roll wit choppas and ruges
I got youngins as that school wit my command they goin shoot
We up this bitch up inna minute blow yo ass threw the roof
I got a Draco wit 2 choppas and my name on it
I hear them hollering that they want it leave they brains on it
The system did me wrong I swear the god they played on me
36,000 dollar bond remained the same through it
I'm caught up to the neck with all these problems and the stress
I'm tryna run a check I'm tryna show em all who next
I'm drowning in this water pray to god I needa blessing
F*ck a stop sign do no stoping y'all can't stop me I'm progressing
They tryna set me up like ima give up where my money at
Big Kee in the back strapped up with expended mags
My bitch on the snap flexing wit a Birkin bag
4PF like I'm lil baby where the money at
I ran it up and made it through like I'm a running back
Fell off the wagon fa a minute but I'm coming back
I run my money up in circles like I'm running track
Four Ps on the scales I open up the window l serve it
Money running though the bando like electric circuit
Knock off my dawg you know it's up I let my stick get dirty
One in the chamber to head I know you niggas heard me
Do what it is I gotta do to pay rent every month
Wholesale Gelato face a wood I stuff a ounce in my blunt
A lil nigga planned to knock me but he ain't have a gun
Couple niggas want my top off but they can't get it done
I ran me up a bag call me Tae Tha Don
I heard you tryna take my cash I might just call you John, Doe
Catch you slipping fasho
VVS diamonds them boys ain't fa show
Gorillas they hungry them boys want some mo
They go stick up a sto if you play go goin blow
Many bitches they ain't want me I wasnt popping then
Hey bighead, how you been when I'm counting bands
F*ck with me I bet you see
That Twitter beef is fa them P's
Pull up on me and come see
I bet that choppa catching B's
You say u want it then come get it
Bet you won't shot up my fitted
Me and Z up inna Civic
Posted up wit 2, 450's
Booming music in yo city
Making sure you bitches see me
Bitch don't get this choppa twisted
Glock it be my side assistant
I said I want it we'll come get me
Once a nigga get a bag and spend a bag
They tryna set me up like ima give up where my money at
Big Kee in the back strapped up with expended mags
My bitch on the snap flexing wit a Birkin bag
4PF like I'm lil baby where the money at
I ran it up and made it through like I'm a running back
Fell off the wagon fa a minute but I'm coming back
I run my money up in circles like I'm running track
Selling drugs he just 15 he on the block witta choppa
Serving junkies out the agg he tryna make him a profit
I told a nigga come and get me got a call from my mama
She said sum about that drama bout them off my Patna
Bitch ass boy he got my f*cked up talm bout poppin at you
I got youngins at that school who roll wit choppas and ruges
I got youngins as that school wit my command they goin shoot
We up this bitch up inna minute blow yo ass threw the roof
I got a Draco wit 2 choppas and my name on it
I hear them hollering that they want it leave they brains on it
The system did me wrong I swear the god they played on me
36,000 dollar bond remained the same through it
I'm caught up to the neck with all these problems and the stress
I'm tryna run a check I'm tryna show em all who next
I'm drowning in this water pray to god I needa blessing
F*ck a stop sign do no stoping y'all can't stop me I'm progressing
Writer: Devontae Kohrs
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid