Central Cee — The Bag

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You wanna know where the ladies at
I wanna know where the lacag 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 lacag 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, lacag 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 tun, when the party done, they’ll call for Xans (I’m the reason the party tun, when the party done…)

You wanna know where the ladies at
I wanna know where the lacag 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 lacag 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 lacag 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 lacag 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