Face Me

Chasing the bag time is against me
Stashit the stacks nothing gon faze me
I don't want words want you to pay me
I don't want word I want you to pay me
Chasing the bag time is against me
Stashing the stacks nothing gon faze me

Money calling me young bro got a fetish
Ey fuck your salary I need more in a min
Plus time against me bro I came for the killing
I'm curving bitches ain't tryna cuff for no reason
This season we taking the risks and the danger involved
I go catch me a lick I divide with the clique
Yeah I'm ready my brother let's handle this shit
I go skrr in a whip man I need me a bentley
Pop me a perci
Do not disturb me
I'm hot like a suna they all in my ndabas
They tryna come find me I'm moving in silence
I got perfect timing
These Giggas is lurking they tryna come get me I think I got snakes all around me
I know that they watching me
I know that they all wanna copy me

Chasing the bag time is against me
Stashing the stacks nothing gon faze me
I don't want words want you to pay me
I don't want word I want you to pay me

I don't want words I want you to pay me
Geeked in the trap with all my homies hoping that God will save me
We don't words we just want the bag and we want this shit daily
Geeked in the trap and we blowing a stack
Blowing a stack till the money come back
Chasing the bag like we chasing the stats
Chasing the like we making it fast
Chasing the paper like getting it fast
Getting a bag and it better be fat
Poppin a bean and we don't even dash
Poppin a bean and we never gon crash
Run up the stu then we run up the tracks
Geeked in the trap where the money gon dance

Chasing the bag time is against me
Stashing the stacks nothing gon faze me
I don't want words want you to pay me
I don't want word I want you to pay me



Credits
Writer(s): Vise Litmelo
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