متن آهنگ The Bag از Central Cee

متن آهنگ The Bag از Central Cee

Elevated always get it right ♪ ♪ You wanna know where the ladies at I wanna know where the lag at You wanna know where the bitches at I wanna know where the bag at They all got chat on the 'net, real life, I bet they'll backtrack On the 'net, they chat, in the flesh, they don't, they won't say nada You wanna know where the ladies at I wanna know where the lag at You wanna know where the bitches at I wanna know whеre the bag at They all got chat on thе 'net, real life, I bet they'll backtrack On the 'net, they chat, in the flesh, they don't, they won't say nada At your big age You're still on the road, tryna get man to add your Snap I told her to leave, she told me to act my age, B, act your stack Get on to man, oh fam, you're mad, no way will the gang dispatch Stuck in a dusty trap with crack, lag and elastic bands Can't get away, then the whip decamp How you relying on man, you tramp When I think 'bout that, it get man amped She wanna come to my flat, tryna get me jacked (or am I just prang?) I'm the reason the party turn, when the party done They'll call for Xans (I'm the reason the party turn, when the party done...) You wanna know where the ladies at I wanna know where the lag at You wanna know where the bitches at I wanna know where the bag at They all got chat on the 'net, real life, I bet they'll backtrack On the 'net, they chat, in the flesh, they don't, they won't say nada You wanna know where the ladies at I wanna know where the lag at You wanna know where the bitches at I wanna know where the bag at They all got chat on the 'net, real life, I bet they'll backtrack On the 'net, they chat, in the flesh, they don't, they won't say nada Big man with drip but look in the fridge And you ain't got nothin' to show (huh) How you buyin' gyal them creps But you ain't done shit for your Mum? Oh no Told my young boy "Pull up your trousers, step into town, start riding low" Hooptie full of packs, what's that? Ah man, I'm hearing the sirens go Gotta stay composed so I'm driving slow Feds wanna stop my paper plans She talking Hakkasan, chill, she lucky if I take her Sams Train up O, my ticket return, I'm hoping I make it back Stand firm on the words I say It come out my mouth, won't take it back You wanna know where the ladies at I wanna know where the lag at You wanna know where the bitches at I wanna know where the bag at They all got chat on the 'net, real life, I bet they'll backtrack On the 'net, they chat, in the flesh, they don't, they won't say nada You wanna know where the ladies at I wanna know where the lag at You wanna know where the bitches at I wanna know where the bag at They all got chat on the 'net, real life, I bet they'll backtrack On the 'net, they chat, in the flesh, they don't, they won't say nada ♪