Baghdad Lyrics by OsamaSon
(Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
Bag, *** it up
Pour more, not enough (Nah)
It’s too hot in here
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 *** with us (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
Bet your crew can’t *** with us (Yuh)
What would you do for a little bit of money? (Bee)
Call slime, wipe your nose for a hundred (Slime)
Lil’ ***, know that *** 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 ***, not none (Not none)
Bih my double cup, DJ Pun
Love when they run, that *** be fun
You ain’t tryna hit, lil’ ***, say something
Got some ***, 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 ***, 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
In that whip, I’m going fast
Tell that *** I’m pourin’ red
Tell that *** I’m pourin’ red
And that Trackhawk full of mags
And that Trackhawk fully mag
This AR, bully, man
Poles in your hoodie, man
Bag, *** it up
Pour more, not enough (Nah)
It’s too hot in here
Hit your block and chop it up
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 *** with us (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
Bet your crew can’t *** with us (Yuh)
What would you do for a little bit of money? (Bee)
Call slime, wipe your nose for a hundred (Slime)
Lil’ ***, know that *** 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 ***, not none (Not none)
Bih my double cup, DJ Pun
Love when they run, that *** be fun
You ain’t tryna hit, lil’ ***, say something
Got some ***, 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 ***, I’ma bag that
I’ma flex, on my ex
Stef still pourin’ up Hi-Tech