Bucci - BAG CHASE (feat. XOUT) Lyrics

Road running and hustlin I'm on a fast break
Staying solid only way to make a bag shake
I don't play about my chicken it's a damn shame
The clock ticking, I've been moving on a rampage
Suited up, I'm on the road in a fast lane
My kicks dirty, I'm rolling around drinking champagne

Staying solid only way to make a bag shake
Clock ticking, I ain't worried about a damn thing
Hoes with me, they tripping cause I ain't f*cking with them
How you figure dropping digits cause my bag different
A born sinner, I'm just living how my papa did it

Never switch, I'm staying loyal to the family business
If you ain't rocking with the team, then I ain't f*cking with it
Sacrilegious, they gon' feel this from the deepest trenches
Rolling around with Danny Glover, that's a lethal weapon
And all my shooters get it thumpin', I don't need protection

I'm from a city where you gon' get a lot of hate
But I ain't tripping, I'ma do my thing anyway
Staying hungry, I'm just trying to get a full plate
Get to the money, paper chase, it ain't no time to waste

I've been in my bag, trying to run it up, yeah
Lil' baby with her man, but she gon' come with us
I ain't tripping if she fag, I got another one, damn

I just got up out the slam, it's been another month, yeah
I've been on the road in the fast lane
They want to come around soon as the cash came
Me n Bucci back to back, we make the bag shake

Lil' mama want my baby and my last name
I'ma stand on all ten when it's time to go
We just trying to stack it up, ain't worried about a hoe
Speaking on the gang, you's a clown, for sure

Put yo trust into a thot, that's where you had it wrong
I can't change up, thugging till my day come
If we run into the opps, I'ma lay some
We headed to the top, they gon' hate us
Sacramento, keep your flame it get dangerous

I'm from a city where you gon' get a lot of hate
But I ain't tripping, I'ma do my thing anyway
Staying hungry, I'm just trying to get a full plate
Get to the money, paper chase, it ain't no time to waste

I've been in my bag, trying to run it up, yeah
Lil' baby with her man, but she gon' come out with us
I ain't tripping if she fag, I got another one, damn
I just got up out the slam, it's been another month yeah