Chase tha Bag Lyrics

Chase tha Bag - Roddy Ricch

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I'm not patient, it's fast, tired of blue faces, don't fly to me

You bought a designer but I know you niggas ain't flyer than me

I'm feeling like Floyd, 50, and you know how I'm tryna be

Mask on, mask off, these niggas ain't robbing me

They killed my dawg and I can't believe it

So we had to air that big bag

I seen the wall safe, I had to keep it, we had to run up the sacks

I swear my drawers Tommy Hilfiger I had to order the safe

And my pocket stay fat

Pull up in a Maybach

Chase the bag and the Louis V's, I ain't gotta buy Supreme

Ask lil' shawty "is you rolling, baby," 'cause I'm 'bout to buy the bean

And I gotta get this package off, uncle gotta buy the piece

Can't nobody do it better, Louis V sweater, Prada by the jeans

Got two thousand and we made it double, my niggas had to invest

You ain't got the doughty, I give my man fifty, get hollows ripping through your chest

We been trappin' for a couple months, I made a hundred thousand on the roll

Racks bustin' out the Balmain's, I just make it, count it, then I fold

Got them Christian Louboutins on I just say that I'm feeling like Jesus

And I got a couple cars on me, we was traveling and making them visas

F&N gon' try is vest, call the choppa Lil' Ceaser

I move my family right outta the hood

Yah yah yah

I'm not patient, it's fast, tired of blue faces, don't fly to me

You bought a designer but I know you niggas ain't flyer than me

I'm feeling like Floyd, 50, and you know how I'm tryna be

Mask on, mask off, these niggas ain't robbing me

They killed my dawg and I can't believe it

So we had to air that big bag

I seen the wall safe, I had to keep it, we had to run up the sacks

I swear my drawers Tommy Hilfiger I had to order the safe

And my pocket stay fat

Pull up in a Maybach

Drunk my faygo with the lean,, baby, I just drink it out the bottle

Why you openin' your jeans, baby, I just want a little swallow

And she fucking with a nigga 'cause I got the Roley cracking in the Tahoe

Keep a 9 like Rondo, tryna run it out with Dambo

If that nigga try to talk about it on the Motorola he the Five-O

And My main bitch say she bout to get her face tatted like the fine ho

Came from eating ramen dawg, now I'm on a boat

My uncle Marley tried to run it up, the police shot him in the throat

Young nigga on the boulevard I was running with the vets

Member I had to go get me a TEC, now I keep a Patek

And you can't be hood rich if you ain't fucking up a check

Y'all niggas ain't hood rich if you ain't fucking up a check

I'm not patient, it's fast, tired of blue faces, don't fly to me

You bought a designer but I know you niggas ain't flyer than me

I'm feeling like Floyd, 50, and you know how I'm tryna be

Mask on, mask off, these niggas ain't robbing me

They killed my dawg and I can't believe it

So we had to air that big bag

I seen the wall safe, I had to keep it, we had to run up the sacks

I swear my drawers Tommy Hilfiger I had to order the safe

And my pocket stay fat

Pull up in a Maybach