Want a Bag - Young Bugatti

All my haters broke and they mad While I'm laughing to the bank counting cash Do the dash no brakes all gas I know they want to see me crash But I just keep going You gotta kill me to stop me I make it look easy it's really a hobby Got a pretty young freak in my whip getting naughty She got OCD but she giving me sloppy It ain't hard to see that I get to the dollars So it's 30 in the heat I heard they was plotting Rocking thousand dollar jeans but aint shit in your pockets I spent a hundred on these trues but they full of them blue faces Making moves in the loop like shoe laces Cut her off she was way too two faced Got off my ass I was being too patient Now I am addicted to the cash every day I need new paper Chase a bag I ain't chasing no bitch Do the dash on my way to get rich Keep it real I will never switch up Came way too far to give up Ima keep going Won't stop won't quit Until the day I die or get rich Ima keep going Won't stop won't quit Until the day I die or get rich Until the day I die or a get rich Ima chase a bag I ain't chasing no bitch Unless she's chasing a bag too This a song you get money and shake your ass to Ain't no reason to hate when you getting cash too Got to bring out the yellow tape when I passed through Cause I be killing I'll be on the grind until I make hundred million Won't give her no time got Lil Baby in her feelings I apologize but I need a dollar signs They always on my mind Gotta put in overtime Shit At least you know you got a nigga with ambition I don't just talk about it baby I really get it City to city state to state for them racks They see me winning and is making them mad But they don't say nothing or do nothing so fuck it Ima just keep getting money Chase a bag I ain't chasing no bitch Do the dash on my way to get rich Keep it real I will never switch up Came way too far to give up Ima keep going Won't stop won't quit Until the day I die or get rich Ima keep going Won't stop won't quit Until the day I die or get rich Chase a bag chase a bag Yeah the money bag Fiend for it like a drug I'm a money addict So many things I need that I got to have She put her hands on her knees and she throw it back Shake that ass for a real nigga Pop that pussy for a g She do it on the d Got a young nigga going crazy Running through my mind but I still won't chase her Chase a bag I ain't chasing no bitch Do the dash on my way to get rich Keep it real I will never switch up Came way too far to give up Ima keep going Won't stop won't quit Until the day I die or get rich Ima keep going Won't stop won't quit Until the day I die or get rich

Blood gang no suwhoo Gang gang gang gang gang These nxxxxx rather war than check a bag wow Where they do that at man Me and blood in this bitch you know what we doing Count up Hunnid lets get it man Gang sxxx man (Streetz) Me and Hunnid in this bxxxx we gonna check a bag Fuck nxxxx why you mad you should check a bag All that hating ain't gonna help your axx check a bag Since a youngin all I wanted was to check a bag Check a bag check a bag Nxxxx why you mad you should check a bag Since a youngin all I wanted was to check a bag Me and Hunnid in this bxxxx we gonna check a bag (Streetz) Bxxxxx love me I just love it when they getting naughty Nxxxxx wanna kick it sorry I don't know karate Racked up you know I got it like that nxxxx Gotti Me and my nxxxxx stay strapped don't make us catch a body Fxxx wit T.I. Hustle Gang I keep Akoo on And the squares in my ear cost a school on Pull up clean on the scene with the roof on I'm like Hoodini hit a button poof the roof gone Haters tell me all the time that my demeanor cocky But what's funny is that they always end up trying to copy I ain't worried about sxxx I'm the young hood Rocky And tell Terrence don't get mad I wanna fxxx on Rocsi I be in it turnt up like my knob broke My watch cost a down payment plus a car note Man I get a lot of cheese like a nacho And for that bread I knock the meat up out your taco Cut the dreads off bxxxx I'm on my grown man And I'm still fly like I'm Peter Pan I be cutting up Edward Scissor Hands And I got a drill team like a marching band (Streetz) Me and Hunnid in this bxxxx we gonna check a bag Fuck nxxxx why you mad you should check a bag All that hating ain't gonna help your axx check a bag Since a youngin all I wanted was to check a bag Check a bag check a bag Nxxxx why you mad you should check a bag Since a youngin all I wanted was to check a bag Me and Hunnid in this bxxxx we gonna check a bag (Hunnid) Hunnid check in then I check a bag Got these bxxxxx trying to kick it like karate class Fresh out on papers like a pen and pad And if a nxxxx got a issue I deliver mags Sports Illustrated how I ball out I be smoking dope till I fall out I ain't with the sneak dissin or the call outs Hammer bang then it leave your brains leaking all out With them O-dawgs I'm a menace Re-ing up when I get finished At your door Jehovah Witness Bags flippin like a gymnast Chasing money check the fitness Ima student to the game Benjamin is in attendance Know principles is principal Try me it get critical Word around town I break it down like a syllable And if you looking for me I reside with residuals 30 leave em holy Then he start actin spiritual I be talking money just so happen that I'm lyrical Envision the attention of my pension at my pinnacle Cause harm then I bear arms like a tentacle Checkin bags I be stacking paper that ain't printable huhh (Streetz) Me and Hunnid in this bxxxx we gonna check a bag Fuck nxxxx why you mad you should check a bag All that hating ain't gonna help your axx check a bag Since a youngin all I wanted was to check a bag Check a bag check a bag Nxxxx why you mad you should check a bag Since a youngin all I wanted was to check a bag Me and Hunnid in this bxxxx we gonna check a bag