Marshmello x 42 Dugg - Baggin (Lyrics)

"Baggin" lyrics by Marshmello x 42 Dugg is Latest English Songs 2020 is sung by Marshmello x 42 Dugg

Song: Baggin

Artist: Marshmello x 42 Dugg

Baggin Song Lyrics:-

[Intro: Roddy Ricch]

Mello made it right

[Chorus]

God sat me down and told me, "Youngin', you the one"

Givenchy, Louis, BAPE, the only thing, I'm from the slums

White gold, Presidential, maybe I should run

Still get 'em by the ton, sixty-five three times a month

Bag, what you doin'? Baggin', baggin'

2020 plan, got me thinkin' of more than cash

I'm a savage (Hoe), savage, savage

Heard I fucked her friend, she keep callin' me a savage

She gon' suck 'cause she nasty

Once I fucked her I be laughin' (Fuck off)

We will never meet again, only thing I eat is tens

Bag, what you doin'? Baggin', baggin'

Youngins in the mob, R.I.P. my young nigga rob

[Verse 1]

After everything I gave how you tell me I ain't shit?

All the money that I made, that was 'posed to keep us lit

You was out here suckin' dick, I was tryna pay the (Rent)

I was tryna pay the, I was tryna pay the rent

Free my niggas from 6, if not weed, then it's a brick

All my youngins takin' hits, 1500 for a mix

Show you to make a ten, I get three brown from a gram

I know how to make a dance, twenty-two just for the pants

Ho, quit lying bitch you a fan, if it's you, I want the head

I fell back on sellin' meds, I'm supposed to be with Techs

Faced some fire, and the feds ask me, am I Dugg

Ask God, not at all, four million with all the cash

[Chorus]

God sat me down and told me, "Youngin', you the one"

Givenchy, Louis, BAPE, the only thing, I'm from the slums

White gold, Presidential, maybe I should run

Still get 'em by the ton, sixty-five three times a month

Bag, what you doin'? Baggin', baggin'

2020 plan, got me thinkin' of more than cash

I'm a savage (Hoe), savage, savage

Heard I fucked her friend, she keep callin' me a savage

She gon' suck 'cause she nasty

Once I fucked her I be laughin' (Fuck off)

We will never meet again, only thing I eat is tens

Bag, what you doin'? Baggin', baggin'

Youngins in the mob, R.I.P. my young nigga Rob

[Verse 2]

Prolly do a six, never a five, pour me a four

Tell the world get off my dick

I get nervous when I get mentioned

Bro do for a weaker sentence, it could be five, but he too picky

Keep that fire, bitch, don't get risky

Without my guys [?]

Too many proud fucks, too many bitches

Murder story, I don't fuck with you niggas

You tryna get fame, fuck 'round, get painted

Throw it up, let nigga know what you claimin'

Big 4, Big 4