Tell me to go make mill I'll go make a mill
I flooded the spot yes at least
Numbing myself with this pill
The vvs diamonds keep dancing like beauty and the beast
With all due respect I'm not working at Ruiz
I know what it feels like to starve and then eat
Like why do you think that I charge for the feat
Like why do you think that I'm selling her feet
Seven Eleven I'm loving the Reece's
Love is puzzle I'm putting the pieces
She started laughing she say she decease
Wonderful feeling my money increases
None of my denims they never get creases
This is a movie I'm boxing like creed
Greed got the best of me sorry lil shorty I told I'm better now better my deeds
Switching the rentals same shit like the season
Putting in miles no need for no lease
Tracksuit all white say I look a priest
Couldn't text cause she the save receipts
The shoes that I'm wearing they really unique
The chains that I'm wearing they literally freeze
Never wear local shit shop over seas
I get what I want and I never say please
Shorty a therapist, but she need Jesus
This the beginning tune in for more seasons
Got in the whip and it don't need a key
Pop me a perc and then I get to thinking
Bubba gon reach in for the pole
Still got the same fit from the road
Wasn't so used to sleeping with the roaches
Used to get mid packs but they sold
I don't feel shit heart hella froze
Potent as drank sipping on some potion
Still got the same fit from the road
Ima just go ahead and go
Inside the coupe with my Gucci shades
Dealing my life like an ace of spades
Feel like a party im popping champagne
Tryna make money on this beautiful day
Moving to fast tryna win the race
Tryna keep up you need Gatorade
My mom remind me I gotta pray
Cause she told me we live in some darker days
She like boy where the f*ck did you get that chain
I got Mexican blood running thru my veins
Only here for bit I'm not here to stay
This the story and life of bag chaser
Had to stop all the games went to bigger things
By the end of no hook you will know my name
This is not for the kids this shit x rated
And I'll tell you right now I'm not here for fame
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Tell me to go make mill I'll go make a mill
I flooded the spot yes at least
Numbing myself with this pill
The vvs diamonds keep dancing like beauty and the beast
With all due respect I'm not working at Ruiz
I know what it feels like to starve and then eat
Like why do you think that I charge for the feat
Like why do you think that I'm selling her feet
Seven Eleven I'm loving the Reece's
Love is puzzle I'm putting the pieces
She started laughing she say she decease
Wonderful feeling my money increases
None of my denims they never get creases
This is a movie I'm boxing like creed
Greed got the best of me sorry lil shorty I told I'm better now better my deeds
Switching the rentals same shit like the season
Putting in miles no need for no lease
Tracksuit all white say I look a priest
Couldn't text cause she the save receipts
The shoes that I'm wearing they really unique
The chains that I'm wearing they literally freeze
Never wear local shit shop over seas
I get what I want and I never say please
Shorty a therapist, but she need Jesus
This the beginning tune in for more seasons
Got in the whip and it don't need a key
Pop me a perc and then I get to thinking
Bubba gon reach in for the pole
Still got the same fit from the road
Wasn't so used to sleeping with the roaches
Used to get mid packs but they sold
I don't feel shit heart hella froze
Potent as drank sipping on some potion
Still got the same fit from the road
Ima just go ahead and go
Inside the coupe with my Gucci shades
Dealing my life like an ace of spades
Feel like a party im popping champagne
Tryna make money on this beautiful day
Moving to fast tryna win the race
Tryna keep up you need Gatorade
My mom remind me I gotta pray
Cause she told me we live in some darker days
She like boy where the f*ck did you get that chain
I got Mexican blood running thru my veins
Only here for bit I'm not here to stay
This the story and life of bag chaser
Had to stop all the games went to bigger things
By the end of no hook you will know my name
This is not for the kids this shit x rated
And I'll tell you right now I'm not here for fame
I flooded the spot yes at least
Numbing myself with this pill
The vvs diamonds keep dancing like beauty and the beast
With all due respect I'm not working at Ruiz
I know what it feels like to starve and then eat
Like why do you think that I charge for the feat
Like why do you think that I'm selling her feet
Seven Eleven I'm loving the Reece's
Love is puzzle I'm putting the pieces
She started laughing she say she decease
Wonderful feeling my money increases
None of my denims they never get creases
This is a movie I'm boxing like creed
Greed got the best of me sorry lil shorty I told I'm better now better my deeds
Switching the rentals same shit like the season
Putting in miles no need for no lease
Tracksuit all white say I look a priest
Couldn't text cause she the save receipts
The shoes that I'm wearing they really unique
The chains that I'm wearing they literally freeze
Never wear local shit shop over seas
I get what I want and I never say please
Shorty a therapist, but she need Jesus
This the beginning tune in for more seasons
Got in the whip and it don't need a key
Pop me a perc and then I get to thinking
Bubba gon reach in for the pole
Still got the same fit from the road
Wasn't so used to sleeping with the roaches
Used to get mid packs but they sold
I don't feel shit heart hella froze
Potent as drank sipping on some potion
Still got the same fit from the road
Ima just go ahead and go
Inside the coupe with my Gucci shades
Dealing my life like an ace of spades
Feel like a party im popping champagne
Tryna make money on this beautiful day
Moving to fast tryna win the race
Tryna keep up you need Gatorade
My mom remind me I gotta pray
Cause she told me we live in some darker days
She like boy where the f*ck did you get that chain
I got Mexican blood running thru my veins
Only here for bit I'm not here to stay
This the story and life of bag chaser
Had to stop all the games went to bigger things
By the end of no hook you will know my name
This is not for the kids this shit x rated
And I'll tell you right now I'm not here for fame
Writer: Oscar Zamora
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid