s.dot (rapper) – dat bag lyrics
[intro: s.dot]
you know i’m 485 ceo, man (whoa, dj hustlenomics)
you know this sh+t won’t stop, man
turn up, turn up
let’s get it
[chorus: s.dot]
i’m ridin’ ’round my city wit’ that bag, ho (wit’ that bag, ho)
n+ggas sneak dissing, what they mad fo’? (why they mad? fo’)
this ain’t nothin’ new, b+tch, we been had dough (we been had dough)
all these haters mad, i just laugh, though (yeah, yeah, though)
tryna check a bag, get that cash flow (get that cash flow)
pants full of bands, so they sag, ho (d+d+d+dj hustlenomics, so they sag, ho)
polo red, thinkin’ my head low (head low)
i’m ridin’ ’round my city wit’ that bag, ho (wit’ that bag, ho)
[verse 1: s.dot]
i’m ridin’ ’round my city wit’ a bag, ho (wit’ a bag, ho)
n+ggas sneak dissin’, f+ck they mad fo’? (whoa, why they mad?)
and the b+tch i’m wit’, no, she a bad ho (she foreign)
that’s yo’ main b+tch, but she a strag, though (she gone)
edai hit my phone, said, “let’s turn up” (broski)
i told broski, “meet me on six hunna” (six hunna)
when i up the pole off, i’m froze up (ice the polе, froze up, yeah)
put in a hole in him likе a doughnut (yeah, let’s get it)
d+d+don’t ask me if i got it, know i keep mine (i got it)
shout out dro city, shout out east side (side)
in my eyes, all i see is green signs (dollars)
so we gon’ get this money in the meantime (in the meantime)
i keep smokin’ thoinks, got me burnt up
dj, play my sh+t, i get it turnt up (turn up)
hunnid racks on me, yeah, you know it’s mine (racks)
i’m a district hustla, ho, i’m 485 (let’s get it)
[chorus: s.dot & leekeleek]
i’m ridin’ ’round my city wit’ that bag, ho (wit’ that bag, ho)
n+ggas sneak dissing, what they mad fo’? (why they mad? fo’)
this ain’t nothin’ new, b+tch, we been had dough (we been had dough)
all these haters mad, i just laugh, though (yeah, yeah, though)
tryna check a bag, get that cash flow (get that cash flow)
pants full of bands, so they sag, ho (so they sag, ho)
polo red, thinkin’ my head low (head low)
i’m ridin’ ’round my city wit’ that bag, ho (wit’ that bag, ho)
(hey, man, leekeleek)
[verse 2: leekeleek]
leekeleek my name (yeah, yeah), ringin’ bells now
lotta n+ggas dyin’, throwin’ l’s down (l’s, l’s, yeah)
my n+ggas dreadheads, on that savage sh+t (savage)
don’t play dumb money, you know who i f+ck wit’ (gbe)
these hoes switchin’ lanes, playin’ opp games
we f+ckin’, send ’em back, call it a opp train (it’s a opp train)
i’m chargin’ for a feature, call it chump change
all these broke hoes f+ckin’, tryna make a name (yeah)
my n+ggas, they too greedy, that’s a understatement (2 greedy, 2 greedy)
for that bag, we go savage, guns’ll change his face (baow)
he say that he winnin’, that’s another case (that’s another case)
we gbe, 2 greedy, raise the murder rate (gbe, 2 greedy)
sideways (sideways), b+tch, i’m sideways (b+tch, i’m sideways)
n+ggas sneak dissin’ and it’s fire play (blow it, blow it, baow)
ayy, every day is christmas so i’m wild to trap (it’s christmas)
4+4+485 and leekeleek, we checkin’ stats (let’s get it)
[chorus: s.dot]
i’m ridin’ ’round my city wit’ that bag, ho (wit’ that bag, ho)
n+ggas sneak dissing, what they mad fo’? (why they mad? fo’)
this ain’t nothin’ new, b+tch, we been had dough (we been had dough)
all these haters mad, i just laugh, though (yeah, yeah, though)
tryna check a bag, get that cash flow (get that cash flow)
pants full of bands, so they sag, ho (so they sag, ho)
polo red, thinkin’ my head low (head low)
i’m ridin’ ’round my city wit’ that bag, ho
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