COLUMBIA Songtext
von AG Club

I′m a five star - with a big bag
I've been gettin′ big cake so they big mad
If the offer looking decent, tell 'em, "Hit Brad"
But if it's not enough digits, don′t send that
Twenty years young, thinkin′ 'bout a bankroll
Been a minute since they had me on the payroll
Still stackin′ paper never was the main goal
I been writing since my doppelganger dropped peso

Never stoppin', tell the club haters they should lay low
Task force - get you bodied, what you play for?
Cult following, they attacking if we say so
Been wildin′, my tongue shootin' like a Draco
Kung Pao chicken eatin′ but I got space so
Serve me up a side of the bread with the queso
Bandman head full of dreads with the halo
Hit yo' momma spot and put his shoes on her table


West side -, what's the catch, what′s your angle?
Watch a - feet leave the floor, Criss Angel
Rip the - beak off the stork in the middle of New York
Then I make a quick bag off the cradle
I′m a nasty -, I read well
You can never catch me -, the speed real
Michael Jackson Pepsi sippin', I′m hot headed
Wish a - would test me, promise he won't heal

And my neck too clean, got a head on me
I got A.D.D., I ain′t playing with 'em
She a AG fiend, wanna - with the team
Wanna put it on me, I ain′t playin' with 'em
Her mouth, her neck, her back
My whip, my hip, my dash
My lip too slick, my bad
My -, go schiz′, you mad

And my neck too clean, got a head on me
I got A.D.D., I ain′t playing with 'em
She a AG fiend, wanna - with the team
Wanna put it on me, I ain′t playin' with ′em
Her mouth, her neck, her back
My whip, my hip, my dash
My lip too slick, my bad
My -, go schiz', so fast


I′m sorry for screaming
A deer in the sky where the angels are beamin'
The lights in the eyes, positivity gleaming
She must be mine, she swallowed the semen
Her dad don't like me, face to cement
Sorry papa dear, got her butt to ceiling
You hate me -, it′s a mutual feelin′

They gon' pay Jody for rappin′
Benji for singin' and Baby for cappin′
They gon' pay - for trappin′
Manny for shootin', and Jamie for blastin'
They gon′ pay AG for moving
Making a movement, you know how we do it

My bad, my bad, my bad, my bad

And my neck too clean, got a head on me
I got A.D.D., I ain′t playing with 'em
She a AG fiend, wanna - with the team
Wanna put it on me, I ain′t playin' with ′em
Her mouth, her neck, her back
My whip, my hip, my dash
My lip too slick, my bad
My -, go schiz', you mad

And my neck too clean, got a head on me
I got A.D.D., I ain′t playing with 'em
She a AG fiend, wanna - with the team
Wanna put it on me, I ain't playin′ with ′em
Her mouth, her neck, her back
My whip, my hip, my dash
My lip too slick, my bad
My -, go schiz', so fast