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PradaBagshawty - blatt blatt // slowed + reverb

dc - swipecardsagain 🪖 {Chorus} I know why this bitch mad Fucked her, ain't even text back Try my gang, we blatt blatt (blatt) Leave 'em in a trash bag (bag) Heard you going out sad Bitch you broke and down bad (bad) I just fucked her bestfriend, she treat me like the bad man (bestfriend, ew) Nigga I'm the hitman, but just call me the xan man (yea) Having molly san-tan, I sell it to my white friend (yea, what) Taught to slime my bestfriend, I draw down for them benefits (slime, slime!) Diss me in that song, but now he on that brotha' brotha' shit (brrr) {Versе 1} Nigga try young Prada, leave you slumped up in that trash bag (slumpеd up in that trash bag) I feel just like Santa when I wrap it in a Glad bag (yea!) Come 'round my way acting like you hard, now he's a hashtag (brrr) Nigga asking questions like that shit gone bring his brother back (back) I be where them bloods at (-bloods at) Glizzy on me, blatt blatt (blatt blatt!) Snatch off in a Scat Pack He can't get his bitch back (no) IG model, fuck exotic bitch, she havin' face tats (yo) She just hit my phone wit' booty pic, I ain't even ask for that Im like wassup Gway? (yo) Oh you got that fat fat? (brrrr) Bankroll bussin', big racks (yea!) Text yo' hoe on Snapchat (no cap!) I take off on 12, yea Supercharged that Hellcat Backwood blowin', 'zot bag Runtz, I can't even smoke that (smoke) Nigga where yo' hoe at? (woah) Text her, "Wassup big head?" (yea) Nigga where my pole at? (brrr) Stick on me like old-head I'm wit' Luh Q, 5 and them I be wit' lil' Mar and them TP, that's my patnadem' Blackcard, that's my patnadem' G-Lock pokin', 30 round (brrr) Try my gang, we gun 'ya down (brrr) All these hoes get passed around Sell her dream, then let her down (down) I was lost, I'm still ain't found Holding nuts when I was down Bankroll bussin', large amount Nigga whatchu' talmmat? (-whatchu talmmat?) {Chorus} I know why this bitch mad Fucked her, ain't even text back Try my gang, we blatt blatt Leave 'em in a trash bag Heard you going out sad Bitch you broke and down bad I just fucked her bestfriend, she treat me like the bad man Nigga I'm the hitman, but just call me the xan man (xan) Having molly san-tan, I sell it to my white friend (san, friend) Taught to slime my bestfriend, I draw down for them benefits (friend, yea) Diss me in that song, but now he on that brotha' brotha' shit