Kuromi Bag
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I got Kuromi, that shit on my bag
These bitches ain't shit, my shordy so bad
I hop in the 'Rari, then hop in the Jag'
My shordy so bad, she carry a mag
Kuromi bag, she dressed in all black
I can't love a thot, my girl in the back
I want a goth, but I want a strap
I'm with the gang, so we might attack
I got Kuromi, that shit on my bag
These bitches ain't shit, my shordy so bad
I hop in the 'Rari, then hop in the Jag'
My shordy so bad, she carry a mag
Kuromi bag, she dressed in all black
I can't love a thot, my girl in the back
I want a goth, but I want a strap
I'm with the gang, so we might—
I got some green, and I point, and I spray
Yo' bitch wanna fuck, but can't be my wife
If I see his gang, we shooting on sight
I take a bad bitch, we fuckin' all night
But that bitch a thot, she not in my life
My shordy got blades, she pulling a knife
Leave some blood on yo' shoes if you wanna fight
I feel like a reaper, I carry a scythe, like, damn
(I got some green, and I point, and I spray
Yo' bitch wanna fuck, but can't be my wife
If I see his gang, we shooting on sight
I take a bad bitch, we fuckin' all night
But that bitch a thot, she not in my life
My shordy got blades, she pulling a knife
Leave some blood on yo' shoes if you wanna fight
I feel like a reaper, I carry—)
I got Kuromi, that shit on my bag
These bitches ain't shit, my shordy so bad
I hop in the 'Rari, then hop in the Jag'
My shordy so bad, she carry a mag
Kuromi bag, she dressed in all black
I can't love a thot, my girl in the back
I want a goth, but I want a strap
I'm with the gang, so we might attack
I got Kuromi, that shit on my bag
These bitches ain't shit, my shordy so bad
I hop in the 'Rari, then hop in the Jag'
My shordy so bad, she carry a mag
Kuromi bag, she dressed in all black
I can't love a thot, my girl in the back
I want a goth, but I want a strap
I'm with the gang, so we might—
Then hop in the Jag'
My shordy so bad, she carry a mag
Kuromi bag, she dressed in all black
I can't love a thot, my girl in the back
I want a goth, but I want a strap
I'm with the gang, so we might attack
I got Kuromi, that shit on my bag
These bitches ain't shit, my shordy so bad
I hop in the 'Rari, then hop in the Jag'
My shordy so bad, she carry—