​bag offa bag

[Chorus: KILIMANjauri]
I-I-I just made a bag off yo' bitch, though
Head game fire, had to work it, felt me in her toes
All this has attire 'til I pipe her, told her "Count this roll"
Grant it fast like Swiper, her ass fat, so it's fun to hold
C-C-Cuts on my dick, I don't give a fuck 'bout ballistic, ho
Run up a check just to flex and then I take it home
Why you tryna act like a boss? Leave the hoes alone
Why you tryna have another baby in a broken home?

[Verse 1: Kiya The New Idea]
I don't give a fuck about "You're sorry", so get started
Pretty like a Barbie, fuckin' up the whole party
Chasin' green beans, yeah lil' boy, you look mеaty
I might get, but I can't give what I'm recеivin'
Checks goin' dumb, you would think that I'm schemin'
Laughin' at the bank, these hoes lookin' greedy
Loud packs got me, stay green like Luigi
Bust it up, I'm not uppercut, but I'm leanin'

[Verse 2: KILIMANjauri]
KILIMANjauri in the party smokin' with your boo
Bitch, I'm not sorry, wanna start it? Bring the hammers loose
Kinda like my screws, watch 'em lose when they try me, dude
I just get it through, make it smooth, no one ever knew
Who did it? Let's go skeet on a bitch
Never know what's in it, let's get poppin' so just get it from me
I be tryna squash you, I be tryna squash 'em
Lurkin' off the shit, now what you coppin'?
Put you in a [?] coffin just to cop it
Ain't no joshin', bring the jerk, you get to droppin'
Push my office, send the bullet
You gon' prolly Randy Moss it

[Verse 3: Kiya The New Idea]
I'm The New Idea
Find the years to be me like it's nice to meet you
See you later, said it's nice to beat you
You and trash, I don't see the difference
All about that cash, makin' many digits
Got these niggas on my team talkin' funny, make you see
Make a meme, laughin' at the scene, damn, we hella mean
They be askin' how we keep our cheese, call it sellin' green
I be super clean, feel the breeze from the ice on me
Drip from my head to my feet, yeah, that's shit's neat
Choppa takes in and strap you to your knees and yo' jeans

[Verse 4: KILIMANjauri]
A check on the way, and a couple doz'
Why you hit my phone wit' no shopper, better order some
She a homie hopper, why you everything you shoulda come
Bitch, you work at Topper's, bitch, she out the poppers
When I told her "No", it was like no way I could stop her
Your block is where I drop her, I like my bad bitches proper
KILIMAN a God 'cause my bitches think I'm their father
I'm just workin' on my own shit, I'm tryna take my team farther

[Chorus: KILIMANjauri]
I just made a bag off yo' bitch, though
Head game fire, had to work it, felt me in her toes
All this has attire 'til I pipe her, told her "Count this roll"
Grant it fast like Swiper, her ass fat, so it's fun to hold
Cuts on my dick, I don't give a fuck 'bout ballistic, ho
Run up a check just to flex and then I take it home
Why you tryna act like a boss? Leave the hoes alone