Bag Chaser ft. RonnoWickkk & Cardefrmiraq Lyrics

What? What? What? Gang. Stupid. Dirty ass niggas, man. He said

Ayy, pipe up, hood

Nigga, I'm a bag chaser. Every day I wake up, I'm chasin' cash

Niggas talkin' out they ass like they the ones who shot up fats

Nigga, what up? Niggas stop talkin', they seen bro, can walk

Nigga, we can't cop the deuces. We got switches on our guns and they ARPs

We tote crazy shit to shit that go through trees

Nigga, what you need? We got everything all type expensive weed

Come get some lean, cause that shit y'all sippin'

That shit fake codeine, he talkin' crazy

They gon' hit him up, put that boy on TV

Niggas already know we gon' stretch him

See the opps, now it's time to go nail him

Fuck the cops, they ain't never gon' catch us

He got shot guess , he learned , his lesson

On the West, where we give away testers

I think dumping these grams my blessing

Try to run, shoot bro in his melon

Shooting 35, shots like im Kevin

A nigga wanna play im uppin this dracc

A nigga get cracked like a kindle

A nigga wanna diss

He get hit with a Switch, now his ass tryna get to the spital

Niggas really be broke, trying to stunt for these hoes

Until they get left in the middle

Nigga think he the bomb

Then I slide on his block with a chop like I'm blowing a missle

I'll shoot through the tint , you know I won't miss

Don't even gotta roll down the window

Tryna rep him, On my mans

Bet not do it again

Fuck you think that his name on my skin for

Nigga think he striking this block

im upping this glock

A nigga get stretched like a limo

You hear the whistle

Coming out of this chop, now he blushing cause he getting hit on

Niggas dissing ain't dropping, they low

Niggas bitches, that's all that I know

Hope you got that little cheese that you showed

Give it up, bitch

Don't reach, I'ma blow

Nigga mad cause I'm fucking his hoe

Bust his top, tryna hit it, it's fro

Bitch, I'm busting his switchy, get low

Got some pape, but I'm needing some more

In the city, I'm dumping these grams

Niggas ain't getting no money, they hams

Fuck the cat, bitch we sliding , in rams

This a glizzy with a button, won't jam

Pop that pussy, don't care about your mans

She don't go, then I'm fucking her friend

I pop out with this switch in my hand, and I let it off

At them little niggas, they ran

Niggas stay tryna beef about a bitch

Niggas troll , but he hang with a snitch

Stacking cheese, and I'm tryna get rich

and I'm calling up plays for my team

It's a blitz

It's a scope on this chop, I won't miss

Play with us, bitch, you taking a risk

Drop that cheese, and I'm getting them hits

I'm clutching my Glock, bro he clutching his Smith

You can get hit with the Glock or the Fn

Don't really care which one you pick

Just know that we leaving your ass in a ditch

Just know that your ass getting blitzed

Just know that your ass getting hit

Just know that my niggas don't miss

Nigga ima Bag Chaser

Every day I wake up, I'm chasing cash

Niggas talking out they ass like they the ones who shot up Fats

Nigga, what up

Nigga, stop talking

They seen brodie , can walk

Nigga, we can't cop the deuces

We got switches on our guns, and ARP's

Bitch

Y'all know what the fuck going on, man

Hating ass, nigga

What

Hey, let me hear that shit