Chasing Figures - song lyrics
Ahah ay
Look yo
Listen
I'm on mission
Running them digits
I need a milli
And I need it now now now
No time for bitches
1 7 figures
Cooling off in my bank account
I'm on mission
Running them digits
I need a milli
And I need it now now now
No time for bitches
1 7 figures
Cooling off in my bank account
Listen, look
Imma on a joke ting I don't care about clout
But don't take man for a donut
Watch how I back out out from my pouch them niggas know me I'm about
There's jakes on high road
So I gotta dump dis clutch and swerve on the road about
All now, I guess I'm on a different route.
Touching 80 the engines roaring
No turn back I hope I don't stall it
Might catch a flight and go and link To kiyo
Her uss too loose ik she's a hoe
I gave her this D no bone
Now she keeps calling my phone
Asking "babe when you gonna come home"
I was like uh idk idk
I'm on mission
Running them digits
I need a milli
And I need it now now now
No time for bitches
1 7 figures
Cooling off in my bank account
I'm on mission
Running them digits
I need a milli
And I need it now now now
No time for bitches
1 7 figures
Cooling off in my bank account
Yeah ahah
Now all these ladies wanting our clout
Knowing what we about
See us on stage You know that they shout
Isn't a doubt That we the best
Passing the test You know the rest
I am not stressed All the oppositions
Thinking we pressed We flying Straight from East to the west
We on a quest
And you know we bagging it
Your girlfriend Gagging it
She be loving it
Shirt She Tugging it
Having fun with it
She saying my name
Imprint on her Brain
Baby you know game
Wait what's your boyfriend's name
We're causing trouble
Making it double
And I don't think that we're playing the same game
And I won't refrain or have to Explain how me and my bro got the fame
I'm on mission
Running them digits
I need a milli
And I need it now now now
No time for bitches
1 7 figures
Cooling off in my bank account
Wait listen
You're a wasteman if you back that mash
Ya Ducking for opps on the highway bigman you ain't even got no cash
So Don't get me mad
I can't fuck with a hoe or a bitch or a slag
Like Babes when you gonna buy the birkin bag
Fuck off
Please humble yourself like your mum did with your dad
I don't wanna hear backchat
On about who can't rap
Man I chop u like a wrap
Breakfast Lunch and dinner
Gods son can't be a sinner
My team we're flocked full of winners
And we're Chasing the figures
Haha
That's it