Budd Dwyer - For The Win lyrics

[Verse 1] Look at dat jag dat b**h so fast Ketchup lil goofy i ain't lookin back Lookin reachin grabbin bags Like magic its comin im runnin and hunting For world order slaughter daughters daily Pay me now im demanding dem benjis Im sorry you hate me im trynna change it But momma done told me im f**ed up Off dat bag Light it up Hol up Hit da yak You bout it you claim it you lost in sedation Trynna trade places wit somebody famous Ill never be dat guy master of disguise all black No mask on ya back my mans got 223 and they smack [Break] Off dat bag Line it up Hol up Hit dat yak [Verse 2] Be ready to bruise dem knees You s**in me down til you bleed Ain't never had i wanted to do you feel da greed Pa**i up b**hes now dey see flee Ride wit me ball wit me hold me down I get da call we run down servin hot sh** Believe me Please dont play wit me Big bank take lil bank f** left em stank Big body candy paint Hoes in da back and they throwin da pink 59 k**as at da f**in buffet You know we eatin good today Migos wit da sh**s Andale [Outro x6] Off dat bag Line it up Hol up Hit dat yak