Germ - For The Win lyrics

[Verse 1] Look at that Jag, that b**h so fast Catch up lil goofy, I ain't looking back Looking, reaching, grabbing bags Like magic, it's coming I'm running and hunting For world order, slaughter daughters daily Pay me, now I'm demanding them benjis I'm sorry you hate me, I'm tryna change it But momma done told me I'm f**ed up Off that bag, light it up, hold up Hit da yak, you 'bout it, you claim it, you lost in sedation Tryna trade places with somebody famous I'll never be that guy, master of disguise, all black No mask on your back, my mans got two 23's 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