Always chase a bag
Whoa
Ex bitch really mad
Lemme spit some facts okay let me be real honest
I was really sad in my room I was exhausted
Now I'm feeling glad threw that hoe up in the garbage
Feening for the cash I'm still balling like I'm Giannis
Always chase a bag you should never chase a hoe
If you ever want me back then my answer gon' be no
My new shawty really bad we be counting up the dough
And my ex bitch really mad cuz her new man hella broke
Whoa
Please don't get me started (Yeah)
Me and 'cari in our bag yea you know we solid (Whoa)
They tried to run up the gang so I up my rocket (Pew)
Now I'm stacking up my bands need another pocket
Yeah you know I'm cleaner than a cleaning kit
You be seeing all my goals I'm achieving it
And I always keep a stick like I'm DD-Whit
And I walk up in the club with a freezing wrist
My ex bitch got a new man but she still post about me
Thought you was done with us
Guess I can't get out of your mind
Whoa
Lemme spit some facts okay let me be real honest
I was really sad in my room I was exhausted
Now I'm feeling glad threw that hoe up in the garbage
Feening for the cash I'm still balling like I'm Giannis
Always chase a bag you should never chase a hoe
If you ever want me back then my answer gon' be no
My new shawty really bad we be counting up the dough
And my ex bitch really mad 'cuz her new man hella broke
I don't really got time for feelings anymore
If you think you doing better than me you should check the score
I been feeling hella free I'm a take off I'm a soar
I'm the best one in the bay that's some facts you can't ignore
And your own friends they all up in my DM's
I can see it clear I don't think that I need a lens
I'm a switch lanes I'm a pull up in a benz
I got hunnids in the bank no I don't do no tens
Tell me how it feels everybody thinks that you're a hoe
You're so passed around so I'm a leave you alone
I'm done being made a fool by you
Now it's my turn to throw my shots at you
Lemme spit some facts okay let me be real honest
I was really sad in my room I was exhausted
Now I'm feeling glad threw that hoe up in the garbage
Feening for the cash I'm still balling like I'm Giannis
Always chase a bag you should never chase a hoe
If you ever want me back then my answer gon' be no
My new shawty really bad we be counting up the dough
And my ex bitch really mad 'cuz her new man hella broke
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Always chase a bag
Whoa
Ex bitch really mad
Lemme spit some facts okay let me be real honest
I was really sad in my room I was exhausted
Now I'm feeling glad threw that hoe up in the garbage
Feening for the cash I'm still balling like I'm Giannis
Always chase a bag you should never chase a hoe
If you ever want me back then my answer gon' be no
My new shawty really bad we be counting up the dough
And my ex bitch really mad cuz her new man hella broke
Whoa
Please don't get me started (Yeah)
Me and 'cari in our bag yea you know we solid (Whoa)
They tried to run up the gang so I up my rocket (Pew)
Now I'm stacking up my bands need another pocket
Yeah you know I'm cleaner than a cleaning kit
You be seeing all my goals I'm achieving it
And I always keep a stick like I'm DD-Whit
And I walk up in the club with a freezing wrist
My ex bitch got a new man but she still post about me
Thought you was done with us
Guess I can't get out of your mind
Whoa
Lemme spit some facts okay let me be real honest
I was really sad in my room I was exhausted
Now I'm feeling glad threw that hoe up in the garbage
Feening for the cash I'm still balling like I'm Giannis
Always chase a bag you should never chase a hoe
If you ever want me back then my answer gon' be no
My new shawty really bad we be counting up the dough
And my ex bitch really mad 'cuz her new man hella broke
I don't really got time for feelings anymore
If you think you doing better than me you should check the score
I been feeling hella free I'm a take off I'm a soar
I'm the best one in the bay that's some facts you can't ignore
And your own friends they all up in my DM's
I can see it clear I don't think that I need a lens
I'm a switch lanes I'm a pull up in a benz
I got hunnids in the bank no I don't do no tens
Tell me how it feels everybody thinks that you're a hoe
You're so passed around so I'm a leave you alone
I'm done being made a fool by you
Now it's my turn to throw my shots at you
Lemme spit some facts okay let me be real honest
I was really sad in my room I was exhausted
Now I'm feeling glad threw that hoe up in the garbage
Feening for the cash I'm still balling like I'm Giannis
Always chase a bag you should never chase a hoe
If you ever want me back then my answer gon' be no
My new shawty really bad we be counting up the dough
And my ex bitch really mad 'cuz her new man hella broke
Whoa
Ex bitch really mad
Lemme spit some facts okay let me be real honest
I was really sad in my room I was exhausted
Now I'm feeling glad threw that hoe up in the garbage
Feening for the cash I'm still balling like I'm Giannis
Always chase a bag you should never chase a hoe
If you ever want me back then my answer gon' be no
My new shawty really bad we be counting up the dough
And my ex bitch really mad cuz her new man hella broke
Whoa
Please don't get me started (Yeah)
Me and 'cari in our bag yea you know we solid (Whoa)
They tried to run up the gang so I up my rocket (Pew)
Now I'm stacking up my bands need another pocket
Yeah you know I'm cleaner than a cleaning kit
You be seeing all my goals I'm achieving it
And I always keep a stick like I'm DD-Whit
And I walk up in the club with a freezing wrist
My ex bitch got a new man but she still post about me
Thought you was done with us
Guess I can't get out of your mind
Whoa
Lemme spit some facts okay let me be real honest
I was really sad in my room I was exhausted
Now I'm feeling glad threw that hoe up in the garbage
Feening for the cash I'm still balling like I'm Giannis
Always chase a bag you should never chase a hoe
If you ever want me back then my answer gon' be no
My new shawty really bad we be counting up the dough
And my ex bitch really mad 'cuz her new man hella broke
I don't really got time for feelings anymore
If you think you doing better than me you should check the score
I been feeling hella free I'm a take off I'm a soar
I'm the best one in the bay that's some facts you can't ignore
And your own friends they all up in my DM's
I can see it clear I don't think that I need a lens
I'm a switch lanes I'm a pull up in a benz
I got hunnids in the bank no I don't do no tens
Tell me how it feels everybody thinks that you're a hoe
You're so passed around so I'm a leave you alone
I'm done being made a fool by you
Now it's my turn to throw my shots at you
Lemme spit some facts okay let me be real honest
I was really sad in my room I was exhausted
Now I'm feeling glad threw that hoe up in the garbage
Feening for the cash I'm still balling like I'm Giannis
Always chase a bag you should never chase a hoe
If you ever want me back then my answer gon' be no
My new shawty really bad we be counting up the dough
And my ex bitch really mad 'cuz her new man hella broke
Writer: D-Moné, Donovan Manyvong, Kj Up
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid