Chasing Bag
Ah gang
Young nigga know we no play
OgoneSavage k-black
Yo they call me black demon
On a gang, on form & grace
We chasing bag, we chasing bag
Mama told me boy keep your eyes on the money
Caused when you got no money hoes aren't go be there for you
I love my niggaz to death even though they still hurt me
When we pull up to the club all we do is beller rose beller rose
I'm getting the money i'm getting the bag
You know we don't play, i'm dripping in finesse
I pull up with the droptop, now they copy my swag, they copy my swag
I really lost my dad on my birthday ye it hurts me
I really can't complain whatever really going on
Ye i shed the tears when i really lost my dad
I really can't complain everything going on
Cause i'm never gonna switch the lane, you know i told my brodie
I love them till death even though they still hurt me
I'm still on the paper chase i'm trying to get my money
Run it up every time that's what mama told me
Aren't no time to be playing with a nigga i
I'm really in the field ye i got my four hundred
Got my bitch out here she tripping
Told my bae don't worry ye i got it
Mama told me boy keep your eyes on the money
Caused when you got no money hoes aren't go be there for you
I love my niggaz to death even though they still hurt me
When we pull up to the club all we do is beller rose beller rose
I'm getting the money i'm getting the bag
You know we don't play, i'm dripping in finesse
I pull up with the droptop, now they copy my swag, they copy my swag
I know my mama gonna cry again if i get locked up
I keep my head up caused i don't want to be in the trenches
I am really from the rag, i am really from the ghetto
I'm trying to put my shit together, i'm standing on business
When i pull up to the club i only do the ace
Even though i got my four aren't really going to show it
Fuck the gang i only do my shit alone
Niggas telling on the guys so i don't want to drill
Bitches telling me they love me but you know i'm on the drill
I'm steady getting millions i'm steady chasing billions
I'm on the paper chase
Ye ye i'm getting the money
I'm getting the bag
You know we don't play
I'm dripping in finesse
I pull up with the droptop
Now they copy my swag
They copy my swag
Ye
Young nigga know we no play
OgoneSavage k-black
Yo they call me black demon
On a gang, on form & grace
We chasing bag, we chasing bag
Mama told me boy keep your eyes on the money
Caused when you got no money hoes aren't go be there for you
I love my niggaz to death even though they still hurt me
When we pull up to the club all we do is beller rose beller rose
I'm getting the money i'm getting the bag
You know we don't play, i'm dripping in finesse
I pull up with the droptop, now they copy my swag, they copy my swag
I really lost my dad on my birthday ye it hurts me
I really can't complain whatever really going on
Ye i shed the tears when i really lost my dad
I really can't complain everything going on
Cause i'm never gonna switch the lane, you know i told my brodie
I love them till death even though they still hurt me
I'm still on the paper chase i'm trying to get my money
Run it up every time that's what mama told me
Aren't no time to be playing with a nigga i
I'm really in the field ye i got my four hundred
Got my bitch out here she tripping
Told my bae don't worry ye i got it
Mama told me boy keep your eyes on the money
Caused when you got no money hoes aren't go be there for you
I love my niggaz to death even though they still hurt me
When we pull up to the club all we do is beller rose beller rose
I'm getting the money i'm getting the bag
You know we don't play, i'm dripping in finesse
I pull up with the droptop, now they copy my swag, they copy my swag
I know my mama gonna cry again if i get locked up
I keep my head up caused i don't want to be in the trenches
I am really from the rag, i am really from the ghetto
I'm trying to put my shit together, i'm standing on business
When i pull up to the club i only do the ace
Even though i got my four aren't really going to show it
Fuck the gang i only do my shit alone
Niggas telling on the guys so i don't want to drill
Bitches telling me they love me but you know i'm on the drill
I'm steady getting millions i'm steady chasing billions
I'm on the paper chase
Ye ye i'm getting the money
I'm getting the bag
You know we don't play
I'm dripping in finesse
I pull up with the droptop
Now they copy my swag
They copy my swag
Ye
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Writer(s): Jonathan Black
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