Baghdad

(Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)

Bag, fucked it up (yeah)

Pour more, not enough (nah)

It's too hot in here (ok)

Hit your block and chop it up (me and Rok gon' rock and roll)

And that lil' ho talk too much (we gon' be ok)

Goyard bag, I filled it up

I'm on P, I flipped that truck

Bet your crew won't fuck with us (buh, buh, buh, buh)

Bet your crew can't fuck with us (yuh)

What would you do for a little bit of money? (Bee)

Call slime, wipe your nose for a hundred (slime)

Lil' nigga, know that shit ain't none (slime)

Coupe take off like jet, jet punchin'

Boy, you hear that engine run (bee)

I just brought some brand-new guns

Better not talk 'bout shit, not none (not none)

Bih', my double cup, DJ Pun

Love when they run, that shit be fun

You ain't tryna hit, lil' nigga, say something (say something)

Got some shit, I'm safe and sound

Hit up, twin, "Where the bags at?"

We got sticks, just like Baghdad

See it, want it, then I have that

Foreign bitch, I'ma bag that

I'ma flex on my ex

Stef still pourin' up Hi-Tech

I'm still scorin', check the net

Where is you going? Catch 'em lackin'

Going fast, going fast (skrrt)

In that whip, I'm going fast

Tell that bitch I'm pourin' red

Tell that bitch I'm pourin' red (buh)

And that Trackhawk full of mags

And that Trackhawk fully mag

This AR, bully, man

Poles in your hoodie, man

Bag, fucked it up (yeah)

Pour more, not enough (nah)

It's too hot in here (ok)

Hit your block and chop it up (let's go)

And that lil' ho talk too much

Goyard bag, I filled it up

I'm on P, I flipped that truck

Bet your crew won't fuck with us (buh, buh, buh, buh)

Bet your crew can't fuck with us (yuh)

What would you do for a little bit of money? (Bee)

Call slime, wipe your nose for a hundred (slime)

Lil' nigga, know that shit ain't none (slime)

Coupe take off like jet, jet punchin'

Boy, you hear that engine run (bee)

I just brought some brand-new guns

Better not talk 'bout shit, not none (not none)

Bih my double cup, DJ Pun

Love when they run, that shit be fun

You ain't tryna hit, lil' nigga, say something

Got some shit, I'm safe and sound

Hit up, twin, "Where the bags at?"

We got sticks, just like Baghdad

See it, want it, then I have that

Foreign bitch, I'ma bag that

I'ma flex, on my ex

Stef still pourin' up Hi-Tech