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Bags on me with that sack on me
Got it here what you need, woah
Got that bag on me couple sacks on me
Got it here what you need, yeah
Dancing with the i'm dancing with the
I'm dancing with the motherfucking devil
Said I'm dancing with the
I'm dancing with the
I'm dancing with the motherfucking devil

Smoking on good, what did you need?
Popping these pills, lit like a fein
She gone wanna fuck then go repeat
Never no love, what did you think?
What do I need, need, need
Where would I be, be, be
Without these drugs, without these drugs
So stuck in between, so stuck in between
And I been on ghost, and I been on go
They hitting my line and doing the most
Been feeling alone, emotionally torn
I'm popping like five and smoking a zone
What do I need, need, need
Where would I be, be, be
Without these drugs, without these drugs
So stuck in between, so stuck in between, yuh

Bags on me with that sack on me
Got it here what you need, woah
Got that bag on me couple sacks on me
Got it here what you need, yeah
Dancing with the i'm dancing with the
I'm dancing with the motherfucking devil
Said I'm dancing with the
I'm dancing with the
I'm dancing with the motherfucking devil

God damn, bitch I'm back
God damn, bitch I'm that
One call to get you whacked
Put a bag on his head
Drop top will leave 'em wet
Tapping out, I heard they scared
In the field since a jitt
Never there you never been
I'ma get mine, It's about time for
Me to press 'em I, feel I
Won't go out like no hoe, I'ma hold down
Blow it down
Need four grams in a blunt just to smoke now
Slow it down, I can't feel no pain
No where to go now

Bags on me with that sack on me
Got it here what you need, woah
Got that bag on me couple sacks on me
Got it here what you need, yeah

Written by:
Joshua Marchetta

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