Lately I been gettin into all this designer shit
Shout out my nigga Collin
He always told me back in the day
Yea
Rose
Niggas stuck
Trust me they f*ckin up
Pass me another blunt
They never been through the mud
Only my city can get my love
I kill competition they seein doves
I got acquitted can't fit the glove
Prayed to the heavens way up above
I'll never slip like banana peel
My brothers my only record deal
Run with the pack when I'm in the field
If I'm gon' shoot then I shoot to kill
I cant afford to just waste a meal
That's why they crown me king of the hill
Why would I give a f*ck how you feel?
Yal dont concern me just disappear
I'm on another tier
Im never caught up in a mess
Show respect and give my best
Never givin nothin less
Its hard for me to dumb it down
Words are bullets get a vest
Aimin somethin at ya chest
I win all my wars place a bet
Yea
Niggas gon die for that money
Somethin ain't right
If it's not makin dollars
Then there's no debate
It ain't for me
I gotta get it so fast
Cuz I know that one day
The reaper is coming
And 'til that day married to the game
My proposal get on 1 knee
And that's when god told me
Chase a bag
You gotta go
Chase a bag
You runnin low
Chase a bag
You movin slow
Chase a bag
You gotta blow
Get to runnin like a track meet
All I see is white like a black sheep
Police rather put me in the backseat
But I'm trynna get the money like Gatsby
Anything that I could want Ima get it
I don't got no plan to stop I'm a menace
Joinin the billionaire club when I'm finish
I dont got no time to waste not a minute
I make all my shots like Shaq in the paint
I'm winnin every game on the road
Laughin when I'm on my way to the bank
They don't wanna see me there and I know
I don't think you mean the things that you claim
Promise that these niggas don't want no smoke
Ima need my money now either way
Hope you don't mistake this shit for a joke
Cuz niggas they die every day
Cuz they owe some niggas some money nd bill's ain't paid
To the typa niggas break your leg if payments late
And not to mention we'll never make the front page
Ain't that a shame
Niggas gon die for that money
Somethin ain't right
If it's not makin dollars
Then there's no debate
It ain't for me
I gotta get it so fast
Cuz I know that one day
The reaper is coming
And 'til that day married to the game
My proposal get on 1 knee
And that's when god told me
Chase a bag
You gotta go
Chase a bag
You runnin low
Chase a bag
You movin slow
Chase a bag
You gotta blow
Money in my sight
All I see is white
Nigga diamonds is all up on me
And all I do is drip
Gold the same color as macaroni
Bitch
AK Fields - Chase a Bag Lyrics
AK Fields - Chase a Bag Lyrics
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English
Lately I been gettin into all this designer shit
Shout out my nigga Collin
He always told me back in the day
Yea
Rose
Niggas stuck
Trust me they f*ckin up
Pass me another blunt
They never been through the mud
Only my city can get my love
I kill competition they seein doves
I got acquitted can't fit the glove
Prayed to the heavens way up above
I'll never slip like banana peel
My brothers my only record deal
Run with the pack when I'm in the field
If I'm gon' shoot then I shoot to kill
I cant afford to just waste a meal
That's why they crown me king of the hill
Why would I give a f*ck how you feel?
Yal dont concern me just disappear
I'm on another tier
Im never caught up in a mess
Show respect and give my best
Never givin nothin less
Its hard for me to dumb it down
Words are bullets get a vest
Aimin somethin at ya chest
I win all my wars place a bet
Yea
Niggas gon die for that money
Somethin ain't right
If it's not makin dollars
Then there's no debate
It ain't for me
I gotta get it so fast
Cuz I know that one day
The reaper is coming
And 'til that day married to the game
My proposal get on 1 knee
And that's when god told me
Chase a bag
You gotta go
Chase a bag
You runnin low
Chase a bag
You movin slow
Chase a bag
You gotta blow
Get to runnin like a track meet
All I see is white like a black sheep
Police rather put me in the backseat
But I'm trynna get the money like Gatsby
Anything that I could want Ima get it
I don't got no plan to stop I'm a menace
Joinin the billionaire club when I'm finish
I dont got no time to waste not a minute
I make all my shots like Shaq in the paint
I'm winnin every game on the road
Laughin when I'm on my way to the bank
They don't wanna see me there and I know
I don't think you mean the things that you claim
Promise that these niggas don't want no smoke
Ima need my money now either way
Hope you don't mistake this shit for a joke
Cuz niggas they die every day
Cuz they owe some niggas some money nd bill's ain't paid
To the typa niggas break your leg if payments late
And not to mention we'll never make the front page
Ain't that a shame
Niggas gon die for that money
Somethin ain't right
If it's not makin dollars
Then there's no debate
It ain't for me
I gotta get it so fast
Cuz I know that one day
The reaper is coming
And 'til that day married to the game
My proposal get on 1 knee
And that's when god told me
Chase a bag
You gotta go
Chase a bag
You runnin low
Chase a bag
You movin slow
Chase a bag
You gotta blow
Money in my sight
All I see is white
Nigga diamonds is all up on me
And all I do is drip
Gold the same color as macaroni
Bitch
Shout out my nigga Collin
He always told me back in the day
Yea
Rose
Niggas stuck
Trust me they f*ckin up
Pass me another blunt
They never been through the mud
Only my city can get my love
I kill competition they seein doves
I got acquitted can't fit the glove
Prayed to the heavens way up above
I'll never slip like banana peel
My brothers my only record deal
Run with the pack when I'm in the field
If I'm gon' shoot then I shoot to kill
I cant afford to just waste a meal
That's why they crown me king of the hill
Why would I give a f*ck how you feel?
Yal dont concern me just disappear
I'm on another tier
Im never caught up in a mess
Show respect and give my best
Never givin nothin less
Its hard for me to dumb it down
Words are bullets get a vest
Aimin somethin at ya chest
I win all my wars place a bet
Yea
Niggas gon die for that money
Somethin ain't right
If it's not makin dollars
Then there's no debate
It ain't for me
I gotta get it so fast
Cuz I know that one day
The reaper is coming
And 'til that day married to the game
My proposal get on 1 knee
And that's when god told me
Chase a bag
You gotta go
Chase a bag
You runnin low
Chase a bag
You movin slow
Chase a bag
You gotta blow
Get to runnin like a track meet
All I see is white like a black sheep
Police rather put me in the backseat
But I'm trynna get the money like Gatsby
Anything that I could want Ima get it
I don't got no plan to stop I'm a menace
Joinin the billionaire club when I'm finish
I dont got no time to waste not a minute
I make all my shots like Shaq in the paint
I'm winnin every game on the road
Laughin when I'm on my way to the bank
They don't wanna see me there and I know
I don't think you mean the things that you claim
Promise that these niggas don't want no smoke
Ima need my money now either way
Hope you don't mistake this shit for a joke
Cuz niggas they die every day
Cuz they owe some niggas some money nd bill's ain't paid
To the typa niggas break your leg if payments late
And not to mention we'll never make the front page
Ain't that a shame
Niggas gon die for that money
Somethin ain't right
If it's not makin dollars
Then there's no debate
It ain't for me
I gotta get it so fast
Cuz I know that one day
The reaper is coming
And 'til that day married to the game
My proposal get on 1 knee
And that's when god told me
Chase a bag
You gotta go
Chase a bag
You runnin low
Chase a bag
You movin slow
Chase a bag
You gotta blow
Money in my sight
All I see is white
Nigga diamonds is all up on me
And all I do is drip
Gold the same color as macaroni
Bitch
Writer: BJ Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid