Bag Bag

[Intro: DaBaby & Jayway Sosa] Oh, yeah (Yeah) Hey Oh, man DaBaby Firzt on the track (Woo, Sosa) [Chorus: Jayway Sosa & DaBaby] Big racks (Yeah), boss up (Boss up), baller (Mm), cross up (Cross up) These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Yeah) These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah Had to pull up on her with the bag bag, the bag bag, bag bag Had to pull up on her with the bag bag Hoppin' out, I got Big racks, boss up (Ayy), baller (Yeah), cross up (Cross up) These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Ayy) These bad hoes all gettin' slayed Yeah, yeah Had to pull up on her with the bag bag, the bag bag (Yeah, yeah) Had to pull up on her with the bag bag [Verse 1: DaBaby & Jayway Sosa] I'm jumping out mix-match, big racks LOL, I got the last laugh Bitch act like she wan' know my whole past Yeah, we hittin' licks, split it right down the middle They run up on me, tell 'em, "Back, back" Got a whole lotta enemies, I keep a pistol That's a rubber band 'round the dirty cash Nigga run up on me, bet he gon' get his issue And tell him can get his bitch back Got her, bent her over eatin' gum I done give her I won't call her back, I won't even reconsider I got too much paper on me, baby, I'm trippin' Count up the check, I'ma hop out official Yeah, I know she love me, gotta act like I miss her Even though I'm on another wave now We back at the table to top off the skrilla Hoppin' out I got [Chorus: Jayway Sosa & DaBaby] Big racks (Yeah), boss up (Boss up), baller (Mm), cross up (Cross up) These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Yeah) These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah Had to pull up on her with the bag bag, the bag bag, bag bag Had to pull up on her with the bag bag Hoppin' out, I got Big racks, boss up (Ayy), baller (Yeah), cross up (Cross up) These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Ayy) These bad hoes all gettin' slayed Yeah, yeah Had to pull up on her with the bag bag, the bag bag (Yeah, yeah) Had to pull up on her with the bag bag [Verse 2: DaBaby & Jayway Sosa] Celebration, celebration (For real) I took your bitch I want a trophy I'm never chasin', never chasin' (Ayy) When you got the bag they bust it open (For real) Saw me swaggin', now it's over (Ayy) Hate to say I told you but I told you (Yeah) Woulda thought they had me under pressure I'm never my losing my composure (Hey, nah) You ain't gotta like it but you gon' respect it Got some racks out the air for the time I invest it (Ayy) Pull up with big B's, I hop out that beamer (Skrr, skrr) My life just needed a little correction Whole time I don't want no favors And in my position put in no effort Can't trust these hoes, no, they all reckless I was down bad, we took up the level Bitch, now I got [Chorus: Jayway Sosa & DaBaby] Big racks (Yeah), boss up (Boss up), baller (Mm), cross up (Cross up) These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Yeah) These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah Had to pull up on her with the bag bag, the bag bag, bag bag Had to pull up on her with the bag bag Hoppin' out, I got Big racks, boss up (Ayy), baller (Yeah), cross up (Cross up) These bad hoes all gettin' slayed (Ayy) These bad hoes all gettin' slayed Yeah, yeah Had to pull up on her with the bag bag, the bag bag (Yeah, yeah) Had to pull up on her with the bag bag (Pull up)