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DALT - Plastic Bag (feat. Yung Nass & Champagnehatesmusic) Lyrics



DALT - Plastic Bag (feat. Yung Nass & Champagnehatesmusic) Lyrics
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Gas in the plastic bag
Gas in the plastic bag
Take your girl and then I give her back
Calling plays like I'm the quarterback
Run through that ho like a running back
Switchin' up, no, we ain't doin' that
No, we ain't doin' that
Get the pack and then I flip the pack
Turn that shit into a hundred racks
I'm a big dog, you a pussycat
I pulled up smokin' the cookie wax
Gas in the plastic bag
Take your girl and then I give her back
News flash, I just got my f*ckin' juice back
Two stacks, I'mma trade it for the boof pack
True facts, make you wonder how I do that
If the beat slaps, then I gotta make a new track
Call me an animal, I been unbearable
You wanna add, well, I am the variable
She gettin' mad 'cuz I'm unavailable
And she think I'm bad, but shawty, I'm terrible (Uh)
I make a livin' makin' a killin', that's penicillin
I been lookin' for a dime, you the definition
Too many people got they mind on the television
Wonder if you really get the time for some exhibition
Whole other syllabus filled with my wickedness
I just be spittin' and rippin' ridiculous
Very meticulous, that's photosynthesis
There ain't no images, I got the
Plastic bag
Take your girl and then I give her back
Calling plays like I'm the quarterback
Run through that ho like a running back
Switchin' up, no, we ain't doin' that
No, we ain't doin' that (Doin' that, doin' that, doin' that)
Get the pack and then I flip the pack
Turn that shit into a hundred racks
I'm a big dog, you a
Welcome to my therapy (Uh)
Been up all night, scared of sleep (Uh)
Got Xay with me, he'll make the beat (Uh)
Breakfast bars, I'm eatin' what I have to speak (Uh)
With day comes night, and with night comes day
I'm workin', don't hit my line, I got verses to finish
Hooks to begin with, not worried, I'm makin' money
I'm in this and goin' dumb, ain't never dry
Got the drip, I leave my faucet, I'm runnin'
Forget the hustle, I keep the heat when I'm empty-handed, the manic man bandit
Trick up my sleeves, not pulling out any rappers
A vicious assassin, deadly weapons to reach the masses
I'm droppin' all your nukes
Pushin' all the buttons 'cuz there's nothin' left to lose
I got murder on my mouth, ooh ooh
Gang gang, get your clout swooped, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
I got the plastic bag
Get your girl and then I give her back
Call the play like I'm a quarterback
Run through that ho like a running back
No, we ain't doin' that
No, we ain't doin' that, doin' that, doin' that, doin' that
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah
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Gas in the plastic bag
Gas in the plastic bag
Take your girl and then I give her back
Calling plays like I'm the quarterback
Run through that ho like a running back
Switchin' up, no, we ain't doin' that
No, we ain't doin' that
Get the pack and then I flip the pack
Turn that shit into a hundred racks
I'm a big dog, you a pussycat
I pulled up smokin' the cookie wax
Gas in the plastic bag
Take your girl and then I give her back
News flash, I just got my f*ckin' juice back
Two stacks, I'mma trade it for the boof pack
True facts, make you wonder how I do that
If the beat slaps, then I gotta make a new track
Call me an animal, I been unbearable
You wanna add, well, I am the variable
She gettin' mad 'cuz I'm unavailable
And she think I'm bad, but shawty, I'm terrible (Uh)
I make a livin' makin' a killin', that's penicillin
I been lookin' for a dime, you the definition
Too many people got they mind on the television
Wonder if you really get the time for some exhibition
Whole other syllabus filled with my wickedness
I just be spittin' and rippin' ridiculous
Very meticulous, that's photosynthesis
There ain't no images, I got the
Plastic bag
Take your girl and then I give her back
Calling plays like I'm the quarterback
Run through that ho like a running back
Switchin' up, no, we ain't doin' that
No, we ain't doin' that (Doin' that, doin' that, doin' that)
Get the pack and then I flip the pack
Turn that shit into a hundred racks
I'm a big dog, you a
Welcome to my therapy (Uh)
Been up all night, scared of sleep (Uh)
Got Xay with me, he'll make the beat (Uh)
Breakfast bars, I'm eatin' what I have to speak (Uh)
With day comes night, and with night comes day
I'm workin', don't hit my line, I got verses to finish
Hooks to begin with, not worried, I'm makin' money
I'm in this and goin' dumb, ain't never dry
Got the drip, I leave my faucet, I'm runnin'
Forget the hustle, I keep the heat when I'm empty-handed, the manic man bandit
Trick up my sleeves, not pulling out any rappers
A vicious assassin, deadly weapons to reach the masses
I'm droppin' all your nukes
Pushin' all the buttons 'cuz there's nothin' left to lose
I got murder on my mouth, ooh ooh
Gang gang, get your clout swooped, ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
I got the plastic bag
Get your girl and then I give her back
Call the play like I'm a quarterback
Run through that ho like a running back
No, we ain't doin' that
No, we ain't doin' that, doin' that, doin' that, doin' that
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah
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Writer: Chance Champagne, Daltrey Granoff, Nassim Saiddi
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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