JayDaYoungan - Shit Bag lyrics

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JayDaYoungan - Shit Bag lyrics

[Intro] How the fu*k y'all ni**as been slangin' iron and y'all ain't upped the murder rate yet? Y'all ni**as fu*kin' playin', man Get out the fu*kin' streets or you gon' get shot in yo' sh*t [Chorus] How the fu*k y'all been slanging iron, nobody died yet? He take a couple shots to the stomach, now the b*tch can’t digest I'm with the sh*ts, two Glocks with dicks, I think them b*tches bisex It turn out bad, he lose his ass, If it get where his thighs at Rusty ass stick, this b*tch a throwback, I’m a gangster and they know that He yelling through that phone, bust his dome and knock his 'fro back Come alone, catch yo' ass while you at home, step like a doormat Break ya bone, the stick'll hit you in your neck all where your throat at [Verse] b*tch, I might do you bad, I just might flash, I ain’t talking Kodak Take off them fu*king pants, put on a pad with your lil' hoe ass Tryna run off with my sack, b*tch, I’ma clap, leave you with no back b*tch, you ain’t in the trap, that sh*t be cap with your lil' broke ass Like bust a head about that sh*t, what the fu*k you waiting for? When I was broke as fu*k, I ain’t have sh*t but my .380 tucked We smashed the whole car so when it’s war, b*tch put the babies up He act like he don’t love his life, b*tch that’s what I’m gon’ take it for [Pre-Chorus] How the fu*k you ni**as thuggin' but ain’t slung no iron yet Point that b*tch where his mind at and knock his fu*kin' line back And I’ma see 'bout you, but you gon’ bleed 'bout it for tryin' that Catch you a hat, you get a sack just like a fu*king line back But tell me this [Chorus] fu*k y’all been slanging iron, nobody died yet? He take a couple shots to the stomach, now the b*tch can’t digest I'm with the sh*ts, two Glocks with dicks, I think them b*tches bisex It turn out bad, he lose his ass, If it get where his thighs at Rusty ass stick, this b*tch a throwback, I’m a gangster and they know that He yelling through that phone, bust his dome and knock his 'fro back Come alone, catch yo' ass while you at home, step like a doormat Break ya bone, the stick'll hit you in your neck all where your throat at