BCA Cypher ft. Bag Chasers Association Lyrics

Aye

OnGod

Lil bitch

Hahahaaa

Man this the BCA cypher man

Let's goo

I jump on the muthafuckin beat

I'm clutching a stick for a opp put a tag on his feet

Big Ealey the G

You know how I'm rocking

I jump on the beat yeah you know it's some heat

Yea I'm clutching that heat

That bitch got a stick and a beam yeah you try me you go on a T

And you know where I be

I'm straight from out souf and you know that them niggas don't fuck wit police

Don't fuck wit police yea we don't fuck wit 12

If a opp play then we gone give em hell

I'm in the strip club and I'm throwing up ones

Fuck making it rain I'm making it hail

Never blank on a mission

I make it a killing i don't do no snitching I rather make bail

I come from the trenches

These niggas be bitches

I can't do shit wit em i know they gone tell

Opposition ain't wit it this shit can get wicked

I drop me a opp bumping forces and fitteds

Im clutching extensions you know I stay wit it

I just might blank out and put one in yo fitted

BCA really wit it

We clutching extensions

We straight from them trenches don't blank on them missions

The shit that I'm spitting make young niggas listen

I'm schooling these niggas make them pay attention

Say you betta listen

I keep a Glock wit extensions

Smoking good Bobby no Whitney

I fuck that bitch I put dick in her kidneys

I catch a opp lacking and knock off his fitted

These bitches gone fuck cause a young nigga trending

In a pop up we pull up in a Bentley

Dripping V-Lone got these lil bitches tripping

I loaded my K now these niggas start missing

Walk up in Gucci and take off my Fendi

You know we still bumping that forces and fitted

Don't come to my city you really ain't clutching

This Glock get to bussing this shit can get wicked

You got all them pistols my choppas be semis

Getting pussy ain't shit cause I got plenty women

Can't fuck wit these bitches i just keep my distance

I'm rocking Dior you rocking True Religion

I'm rocking Dior you rocking True Religion

Can't be the gang if you ain't got no benjis

Got plenty hoes like we the new edition

Bag chasers that gang you know we standing on business

The P number one bitch it's no competition

Straight from the rags finna get to some riches

Smoking that gas everyday my tradition

I fucked up the pass ian got time for no bitches

Bitches wanna fuck cause they fuck with the fashion

You speak on the gang and we gone get to crashing

Snatch me a bitch fuck her right out ha lashes

Then hop in the whip disappear like it's magic

BCA cypher this shit here a classic

Them young niggas rapping but shit can get tragic

Walk in the club Nike all on my fabric

A nigga want static get lit like some matches

BCA BE THE GANG