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peso peso - bag chase كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: bravo the bagchaser]
i ain’t pullin’ up without no backend
mac 10, my passenger now i’ma sag him
bag him, look at my wrist and it look back at me
type of n_gga drop a b_tch if she talk back to me
ooh, d_mn, hit forgiato, need some new rims
shoot them, if you see the opps, better knock at ’em
glock four_five stick on it, not a stock on it
n_gga, how you balling? you ain’t even got no rocks on you
baby, i skrrt srt
whole gang brought sticks to the party
i might take a n_gga b_tch at the party
baby, yeah, you gettin’ money, gotta show me
why these n_ggas speakin’ on me? they don’t know me, shut ’em up
i ain’t beefin’ with no broke n_ggas, get your money up
have you ever been dead broke then a hundred up?
i can takе a break, n_ggas still couldn’t f_ck with us, d_mn

[verse 2: r3 da chilliman]
road runner, i don’t know sh_t but chase that monеy
poured an eight, then poured an eight ’cause i’m a junkie
countin’ thousands while this b_tch in here rollin’ my weed
in the amg gt, b_tch, the 63
standard clip, the switch gon’ give you all thirty rounds
i don’t plan on sellin’ the wock’, so i’ma bust it down
i’m hoodied up sendin’ shots any time it’s beef
blower on the seat, b_tch, the stash elite
[verse 3: peso peso]
ayy
i got the glock on my hip, don’t get shot with it
he had a switch and he still got popped with it
yeah, y’all can f_ck instagram, y’all are not k!llers
and told his ass meet me in la, he wanna box, n_gga
ayy, i’m toolied up, off a percocet, yeah, i’m booted up
i just got the head from your b_tch, she was loose as f_ck
mac_11s and i got them five_seven ruger tucked
tell don’t mind me, bae, you know i’m off the drank, swear i’m rude as f_ck, b_tch

[verse 4: bravo the bagchaser]
i was dead broke, now i’m rich, made my mama proud
twenty_one, made my first end, f_ck you talkin’ ’bout?
walk him down, bought a new chop, came with a hundred rounds
hope the potato on the barrel don’t make a sound
(i was dead broke, now i’m rich, made my mama proud
twenty_one, made my first end, f_ck you talkin’ ’bout?
walk him down, bought a new chop, came with a hundred rounds
hope the potato on the barrel don’t make a sound)

[outro]
(beat that motherf_cker up, quad)
(scum, you finessed this one)

- peso peso

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