PnB Rock – Bag

PnB Rock – Bag Lyrics

Artist: PnB Rock
Song: Bag

“Man, oh man, you should see all the kinds of friends we’ve got here at Foster’s”
Oh yeah
I got the bag, it came with a strap, and I ain’t talkin’ bout no purse
They said “PnB you fell off”, wait till they hear this sh#t with Murda

New drip, new whip, b#tch I’m swervin’
I come around and make broke n#gg#s nervous
I ain’t even doin’ this sh#t on purpose
n#gg# want beef, get flipped like burgers

I just copped a new crib in LA, it came with a theatre, it came with a view
I got two b#tches they wetter than jacuzzi, I got a waterfall in my pool
I ain’t even graduate my high school, still richer than everybody in my high school
I used to trap and rob n#gg#s for hobbies, but now my new hobby is buyin’ them jewels

Damn! Aw shit…
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Release Year: 2018