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letra de bag - dwae

[intro]
“i just peeped the bag song you just sent me
ay! n-ggas is goin stupid!
i f-ck with this, this sh-t go crazy bro
this that 4tf sh-t fasho!”

[hook]
they tellin’ me dwae this a race, no we ain’t coming in last
hands on the wheel one foot to the gas
music on blast, all of the foreigns is fast
a hunnid and doin’ the dash
red and blue lights in the back and we on smash
gotta keep stackin’ the cash
not even going to class, not tryna brag
just tryna cop me a bag
say this a race and you comin’ in last
hand to the wheel, one foot to the gas
music on blast, all of the foreigns is fast
a hunnid and doin’ the dash
red and blue lights in the back, and we on smash
gotta keep stackin’ the cash
not even going to class, not tryna brag
just tryna cop me a bag

[verse 1]
he a opp hold this “l”, music be treating me well
free all my guys
free all of my n-ggas they trapped in the cell
judge ain’t givin’ no bail, all that he had was a scale
tell em that’s bull, praying for brodie be cool
we used to be actin’ a fool, actin’ a fool while in school
never would follow em rules
i stayed in the gym cause of hoop
you was outside with that tool
either you ball, you bang, or rap that’s all we can do
cuzzo just tellin’ you the truth
i was just nine, trust me i remember the time
that’s when i first heard me nine
i remember the date, trust me the times wasn’t great
i had to make an escape
i’m on way, these n-ggas don’t wanna debate
you can tell em that dwae coming late
not every n-gga relates
tryna be one of them greats
moving my bread in and out of the chase
losing my pace
n-gga he talkin’
you better tell brodie come get this man outta my face
tell that boy move, bullets be stickin’ like glue
ain’t signin’ no deal, unless my whole family proud
zebo be rollin’ some loud, i’m not a part of the crowd
unless all my n-ggas is out, then we finesse them accounts
back to the hood with amounts
havin’ no doubt
shorty addicted to clout, like how she like d-ck in her mouth
promise y’all f-ck with me later so sleep on me now

[hook]
say this a race and you comin’ in last
hand to the wheel, one foot to the gas
music on blast, all of the foreigns is fast
a hunnid and doin’ the dash
red and blue lights in the back, and we on smash
gotta keep stackin’ the cash
not even going to class, not tryna brag
just tryna cop me a bag
say this a race and you comin’ in last
hand to the wheel, one foot to the gas
music on blast, all of the foreigns is fast
a hunnid and doin’ the dash
red and blue lights in the back, and we on smash
gotta keep stackin’ the cash
not even going to class, not tryna brag
just tryna cop me a bag

[verse 2]
this for the west
tell em that dwae ain’t not like that rest
sending my momma some checks
before y’all forget, won’t stop till i’m one of the best
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
same hoes bangin’ my line
be the same ones ignoring my text
and these same n-ggas steady tryna take my shine
gave em a reason why they wearing that vest
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
no, i ain’t poppin no xan’, i’m tryna pop me some tags
truey the pants, i’ll just go rock me vans
shout out khalil, he the man
zebo just really too nice with the cam
i just want all of my diamonds to dance, that’s just the plan
workin’ hard for that advance, somebody come give me a chance
thankful i am who i am, ain’t looking back
grindin til’ carson get big on the map
no i ain’t jockin’ no swag, i’m in my bag
i’m just glad you gettin’ mad
shout out boy keith, man it was hard in them street
it’s just the lesson it teach
i’m telling you, i’m gettin’ right back on my feet
with every l, after every defeat

[outro]
“if i’m really keepin’ it real
you surprising a lot of people
so that’s what i’m saying keep pushin’ it!
‘casue you can really go somewhere with this sh-t
so just keep doing it bro!
its a marathon, literally!”

- dwae

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