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Cartier & Peezy - Bag On Me (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cartier
Cartier
Performer
Carter Hardy
Carter Hardy
Lead Vocals
Peezy
Peezy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carter Hardy
Carter Hardy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prodbyrahkim
Prodbyrahkim
Producer

Lyrics

Youngest **** with a bag on me
Bad little thick bitch
She tryna throw that ass on me
Court side watching Meech ball
I told him to pass it to him
All these hoes 20 v 1 I am not Woody
Three-five in my blunt
Fourth and deep, take a chance, I don't punt
Run that check up, these hoes tryna fuck
I'm too real, bad bitches, phones jumpin'
I'm too risky, take a chance, roll the dice, roll them bitches
I'm geeked up, too high, I'm in the sky
Now I'm trippin'
You bad as fuck your friends too, I won't lie
Bring them wit' you
Bad bitch, ass fat, match her thighs
Know I'm a hit it
How I'm supposed to know you feel a way you should've said something
Dog ran up so much dog shit he goin' fed on
Told my new bitch to bed with me, talkin' Ted on her
Youngest **** with a bag on me
Bad little thick bitch
She tryna throw that ass onCourt side watching Meech ball
I told him to pass it to him
All these hoes 20 v 1 I am not Woody
Three-five in my blunt
Fourth and deep, take a chance, I don't punt
Run that check up, these hoes tryna fuck
I'm too real, bad bitches, phones jumpin'
I'm too risky, take a chance, roll the dice, roll them bitches
I'm geeked up, too high, I'm in the sky
Now I'm trippin'
You bad as fuck your friends too, I won't lie
Bring them wit' you
Bad bitch, ass fat, match her thighs
Know I'm a hit it
It's Ghetto bitch and I don't need no co sign
Freshest **** at the party and I ain't need me no stylist
Put the ice on and clean them cars up it's showtime
We shut this bitch down, it don't matter if it's in yo town
You know it go down I got so much motion out in Cleveland I feel like bone thugs
From 93rd street to 17th yea they gone show love
Bout 30 bad bitches in my section that's the whole club
Every time them boys pop outside you know we fuck em up
You know this life get real expensive bet not blow your re up boy
When they talking about M's in the city know that we up some
Pick what kinda car you want know the gang got every one
Turntest **** in the city balling they can't fuck with us boy
Youngest **** with a bag on me
Bad little thick bitch
She tryna throw that ass on me
Court side watching Meech ball
I told him to pass it to him
All these hoes, 20 v 1 I am not Woody
Three-five in my blunt
Fourth and deep, take a chance, I don't punt
Run that check up, these hoes tryna fuck
I'm too real, bad bitches, phones jumpin'
I'm too risky, take a chance, roll the dice, roll them bitches
I'm geeked up, too high, I'm in the sky
Now I'm trippin'
You bad as fuck your friends too, I won't lie
Bring them wit' you
Bad bitch, ass fat, match her thighs
Know I'm a hit it
Written by: Carter Hardy
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