Bravo The BagChaser

"Get Money Freestyle"

Aye b*tch
[?] Break In
b*tch I'm bag chasin'

[Verse 1]
If I know one thing b*tch it's how to get money
You a broke ass b*tch better stay the f*ck from me
Aye, I keep a Glock by my tommy's
(Fads) b*tch you can't tell me nun'

[Verse 2]
b*tch, same n*gga that I used to be
Just a lil' more money you ain't used to it
I do it on my own I don't need no help
n*ggas saying that they real wearing fake belts

[Verse 3]
(Damm) It's the same
Thought you was sliding but you ain't gang gang
How you gon' switch tought you to maintain
Ay, but f*ck all that bullsh*t still free the chaing gang

[Verse 4]
Ouu, b*tch I'm off my bullsh*t
Long as I got two hands Ima' tote two sticks
Lil' n*gga he an all out square he a Rubix
And I don't really like talking I like to shoot sh*t

[Verse 5]
All I know is money out there and Ima' go get that
I don't like f*cking b*tches I like to break back
It cost to be a boss, b*tch I had to pay that
b*tch, I had to pay that

[Verse 6]
Last n*ggas tried to run up didn't go well oh well
I don't bail gotta make some more sale
n*ggas say they out here trappin' but got no scale
I don't trust my b*tch but I trust my dope scale

[Verse 7]
Look, and I'm just being honest
I done ran it up, I ain't go to college
I ain't on the court but b*tch I'm ballin'
And I ain't future b*tch but I can hear the perky's callin'

[Verse 8]
Hol' Up, b*tch I'm not done
She say I'm the only one, but b*tch I'm not dumb
When it comes to the money all you n*ggas got none
Say you want smoke but you really want none

[Verse 9]
All type of blowers lil' b*tch we stalked up
Walked in the club when I'm hella sauced up
You n*ggas go for fun I get paid to pop up (aye)
I get paid to pop up (aye)

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