Bag Chasers ft. 3kmere Lyrics

If they lackin in that chevy bet i tap a head

They got my niggas in them chains, they doin hella bids

Youngins running round bumpin they tryn get em dead

Want a opp put on a poster while i'm duckin from the pigs

Ally oop it to the guys if i don't do they make a play

If she tell me drop the dick i bet i come and save the day

And i gave that nigga money so he dead if he don't pay

And i'm steady stacking cheese so it ain't nun he can say

Niggas say i play the crib but i be out so ian hidin

Smoke a doddie to the face and that's ya dawg so i be flyin

She be mad when i come in cause i be doin overtime

In the stu i'm like a blick, you hear the hot in every line

And she a thot bitch, she be fuckin me and all the fam

We got that hot shit

Come and shop with us we got them grams

We like to drop shit

Hoppin out that V know who i am

They be groovin to ma music, they be fuckin with the jam

He got shot up in the phantom, he a ghost we call him danny

Niggas playin build a bitch like they name be handy mandy

Ima savage, macho man minus well just call me randy

Know i cook up any beat, cheffin shit like Gordan Ramsey

Free them hitters out the cell, free them killers out the chains

Got a cous who bit the cheese was crashin out for the fame

We put a zero in his top, was shootin like i'm dame

I know a thotty who be tweakin, tryn fuck me, reed, and dame

But i ain't sayin no names, charge that shit to the game

Ain't no comparing us lil nigga we was never the same

I know a goofy who be locked, i guess he jack in the box

Too many might start movin crazy i been tryn beat the clock

Forever Cdf, i got a A grade like it was Pdf

Hit my dawg? See the zone then problems get addressed

I smoke a wood to the face and then that bitch it punch my chest

I got the guys in the room, like Dj Khaled we the best

I got the hood poppin, itchy on my side i call it robin

All my niggas mobbin, leavin out the crib i ain't forgot it

Hit em in the noggin

They don't want no problem or no beef

When you speakin on my dawg then we gon leave it in the street

I got this thunder on my shoulder, it'll turn you into ash

This nigga fast, not gon lie he runnin shit like he dash

You know we jump out boyz, i'm hawkin shit like im flash

Go find the square route of ya dead niggas, go head and do the math

Go head do the fuckin math nigga

Know wtf it is nigga, bsb, rne shit nigga

Five shit Khy shit

We ona fuckin rise we taking over

Shoulda been had a fuckin deal