Marshmello, 42 Dugg — Baggin'

[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, [?] 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 [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'