Fredo Bang - Bag Talk (feat. Moneybagg Yo) lyrics

Ain't that DJ Chose over there?
Look like DJ Chose
Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat

Yeah, I let that bag talk
 I don't like the big mouth
I get you knocked off
Especially we bringin' them straps out
Nigga,  what the fuck you thought? 
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga,  what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
I'm havin' my way with this shit
Niggas ain't cut like this, ayy
I drop a bag, they blitz
Tell 'em, "Pull up, don't miss"
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?


(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)

All of my niggas on go (yeah)
None of my niggas no ho (yeah)
Leave a nigga brains on the porch (yeah)
Leave a nigga red like Rudolph's nose, yeah
(yeah)
Ain't from the North, but I keep me a pole
Aim for his head, I might cut off his throat
Spinnin' your block tryna take me a soul
Tit for tat, you know how that go (Facts)
Stand up or take you a seat (Bitch)
Niggas ain't really in the streets (Bitch)
You know that we playin' for keeps (Bitch)
You niggas just good on your feet (Ha)
We takin' off flesh, we 'bout it (Bitch)
You niggas be shootin' at houses (Bitch)
When I want you dead, can't settle
Heard he ain't die, gotta do a lil' better
(Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)

Yeah, I let that bag talk
I don't like the big mouth
I get you knocked off
Especially we bringin' them straps out
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
I'm havin' my way with this shit
Niggas ain't turnt like this, ayy
I drop a bag, they blitz
Tell 'em, "Pull up, don't miss" (yeah)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought? (Huh?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought? (Huh?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought? (Go)

Fuck your thoughts, nigga, I'm too heartless
Turn to a monster when I get started
Hit the gas on the Hellcat, it farted
Killin' the game, dearly departed
I'm rockin' Fendi, they mixed it with Fila
Get to the gyro, the cheese, the pita
I'm stickin' dick in a bad Mamacita
She with the opps, I'ma turn her like Tina
(Big Speaker)
Birkin' her life, that's bag talk (Bag talk)
Jump in a rocket and blast off (Vroom)
I'm from the south, we don't fast talk
(Nope) his head a coupon, take half off (No)
I still got some cash in the last vault
(Facts)
I'm the lottery pick, like a scratch-off
(Scratch)
You niggas is tweakin' on bath salts
(Trippin')
I send Daniel-san to get you knocked off

I let that bag talk
I don't like the big mouth
I get you knocked off
Especially we bringin' them straps out
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
I'm havin' my way with this shit
Niggas ain't cut like this, ayy
I drop a bag, they blitz
Tell 'em, "Pull up, don't miss" (Huh?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)
Nigga, what the fuck you thought?
(Fuck you thought?)

Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat
Ain't that DJ Chose over there?
Look like DJ Chose