What Is DSG Lyrics

If you seen me at the show, I'm prolly with yo hoe

I just bagged a IG baddie, she on me like dope

She like it when I show her love, she finna let me stroke

Don't need a holster

If you try it, ima hit a strike

Cheated on my bitch the other night, she wasn't acting right

If you seen me with a bitch that's not my type, I didn't pipe

I might've lied

She might be mine, just for a single night

She can't be mine, I'm not in love with her, not wasting time

Spent so much upon this shit I coulda put a dub up

Night shift she work at Onyx daytime them scrubs up

I hate a bitch always saying shit like put the cup up

Hockey pucks fresh as fuck In and out them black trucks

Bad bitch fat ass finna get her back bust

I had her friends back den I'm like bitch you lucked up

2 things you never seen me sipping green and a bitch i cant fuck

Rush hour traffic wit a blasian bitch I feel like Chris Tuck

I'm whipping the urus I'm sliding around south Fulton

I look like the flash

I'm starting to feel like the stallion instead of some ass

I'm shaking a bag

I got her hotboxing the whip 3.5 in the wood I'm making her gag

Honey bun and a Glock in her bag

She buss it I'm giving her half

He slimey I'm doing the math

Supreme got a map on my hat

Etihad got a bed on the jet

I'm at the game if I'm making a bet

Miss a leg then I'm breaking it back

WC imma slide wit the Mac

All this water im making her wet

Out in Macon im racing the vette

So many racks up in Future I'm jumping on and off the jet

She said her boyfriend ball but he shitty he be fuckin up my bets

I got her wet like pissy pampers in Nudie jeans I'm off the X

30 missed calls from her nigga bitch I know you seen my text

If I hit you one time, I might compare you to my ex

I told her that she can't come stay with me, I just want her for sex

I know when shit get hot

All my boys gone be there, DSG the set

82-0 in every season, could've sworn we had a tech

Could've sworn I had a noose

This diamond chain cost 60 too

Returning perplexed in the coupe

Like sir did I forget my roof

I ain't gotta pull the strap

This straight will have you lose a tooth

Never seen me on the scene

I run the team like Calvin booth

30 racks all blues blew that shit Chanel shoes

Hold up Hold up Hold up let me get my dough up

Bad ass bitch she wanna fuck on me

I told her ass to roll up

I be pouring drinkin everything dont know what's in that soda

I be pushing P they pushing P could stand for pushing poser

I just hit the bitch and cut her off She asking for some closure

DSG we move like soldiers bitch I'm him I thought I told ya

In a lil ass coupe 2 hoes in the front

2 hoes in the back like Casanova

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