K Banger - Serving The Plug lyrics

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K Banger - Serving The Plug lyrics

[Hook: Dora] I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah Dude down on Xan, he mixed it with ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah He down on Xan, he down on ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah Dude down on Xan, he mixed it with ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah He down on Xan, he down on ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah [Verse 1: Dolly] I'm cuffin' that bag, I'm cuffin' that bag And I'm feelin' real good, hell yeah You talkin' 'bout cash, you runnin' up racks And livin' good, hell yeah Jimmy Choos all on my feet Diamonds, they all over me Ear, neck and my wrist is on fleek Please do not get too close to me Baggin' these n***as like groceries Had to stay down 'til they noticed me My sh** on negative 4 degrees No hoe in my blood, ain't no hoe in me I'm with the bullsh**, don't approach me I'm walkin' [?] on me They screamin', "Hey Dolly," I'm lowkey I fronted him bags of the OG [Hook: Dora] I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah Dude down on Xan, he mixed it with ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah He down on Xan, he down on ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah Dude down on Xan, he mixed it with ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah He down on Xan, he down on ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah [Verse 2: Young Thug] I'm drivin' my car, I took me a bar I pull up the Mas', hell yeah I used to be young, I used to be small But I do it larger now These lil bitty boys, better not start I'll shoot 'em to God, yeah, yeah I love when them boys droppin', they ain't hard I'ma pull their card, oh yah Ayy, hey do your thing, I ain't stoppin' you My b**h want the money like prostitutes I tell her to wait like a copper do I'll tell her Dora and tell Dolly too Their informant buy everything p**y n***a, better know they watchin' you Free Unfunk, I got the Rolls Royce Now they lookin' sour like a lemon do I was standin' on the block And I had on some Jimmy Choos, ayy Never met a n***a dude name crazy And I was the general, ayy When my brother died, I lost my heart And I lost my ceilin' too, ayy Lil Dora tell these p**y n***as what you gotta say [Hook: Dora] I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah Dude down on Xan, he mixed it with ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah He down on Xan, he down on ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah Dude down on Xan, he mixed it with ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah He down on Xan, he down on ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah [Verse 3: Dora] Pull up sprayin', f** with the clan I'm ready to die, hell yeah Ain't no free bands if you ain't the fam Yeah it's whatever Your talk is cheap, I got the AP And it shine bright like the whip You n***as done told, you n***as done fold You n***as know y'all know better I told my bro, I told my sis I got 'em That's what matters I keep my work and I got a lot right here And it's guarded with the 'Reta Thugga I told you 'bout the bankroll These n***as can't make us sweat We on the road, sold out shows I thank God for that [Hook: Dora] I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah Dude down on Xan, he mixed it with ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah He down on Xan, he down on ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah I fronted the bag, you servin' the bag Oh no, no cuffin' that, yeah Dude down on Xan, he mixed it with ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah He down on Xan, he down on ten He's feelin' real good, hell yeah