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Bags

Album: Spanglish Thug-N-Harmoney Durasi: 3:34

Yeah, chase that bag yo

Louie bags

Yeah, chase that bag

Yeah, chase that bag yo

Gucci bags

Yeah, chase that bag yo

I'm chasin' all them bags yo

No matter what

I'm comin' back to you, you

You comin' back to me, me

I'm comin' back to you, you

And no matter what (Hol' up, hol' up)

I'm comin' back to you, you

You comin' back to me, me

So please don't act like that (Nah)

You know I'm comin' back (Ayo)

I'm all about my money

So I gotta chase that bag (You know)

Yeah, chase that bag yo

Yeah, Louie bags yo

Yeah, Gucci bags yo

I'm chasin' all them bags yo

Im runnin' with them hats yo

Them shooters in the back door

I'm reppin' from my heart, cuz you know they got my back yo

Yeah, chase that bag yo

Yeah, Louie bags yo

Yeah, Gucci bags yo

I'm chasin' all them bags yo

I'm all about my money (My money)

You ain't takin' nothin' from me

You all bout your money

And you never lookin' bummy

And yet you want me to spend that cash yo

I gotta chase that bag yo

So switch the stylin' up, and watch the money pile up

You don't feel me, you's a dub

If you don't fuck, then you suck

So then I'm out with them thugs

Yeah them Cuz and them Bloods

No matter what

I'm comin' back to you, you

You comin' back to me, me

I'm comin' back to you, you

And no matter what (Hol' up, hol' up)

I'm comin' back to you, you

You comin' back to me, me

So please don't act like that (Nah)

You know I'm comin' back (Ayo)

I'm all about my money

So I gotta chase that bag (You know)

Yeah, chase that bag yo

Yeah, Louie bags yo

Yeah, Gucci bags yo

I'm chasin' all them bags yo

Im runnin' with them hats yo

Them shooters in the back door

I'm reppin' from my heart, cuz you know they got my back yo

Yeah, chase that bag yo

Yeah, Louie bags yo

Yeah, Gucci bags yo

I'm chasin' all them bags yo

And you could catch me in Fifth Ave

While I'm hoppin' out the cab

With them Louie or Gucci bags

And them Balenciaga tags

While I'm headin' back to the trap

Better pay me like a Cash App (Cash)

This a ransom, like a kidnap (Real fast)

Hit me harder when I hit dabs

And you don't know nothin' bout that, no (Oh no)

Know nothin' bout that (Oh no)

While I'm headin' back to the trap

Better pay me like a Cash App (Quick cash)

This a ransom, like a kidnap (Real fast)

Hit me harder when I hit dabs (Oh no)

You don't know bout that, no (Noo)

You don't know bout that (Oh no)

No matter what

I'm comin' back to you, you

You comin' back to me, me

I'm comin' back to you, you

And no matter what (Hol' up, hol' up)

I'm comin' back to you, you

You comin' back to me, me

So please don't act like that (Nah)

You know I'm comin' back (Ayo)

I'm all about my money

So I gotta chase that bag (You know)

Yeah, chase that bag yo

Yeah, Louie bags yo

Yeah, Gucci bags yo

I'm chasin' all them bags yo

Im runnin' with them hats yo

Them shooters in the back door

I'm reppin' from my heart, cuz you know they got my back yo

Yeah, chase that bag yo

Yeah, Louie bags yo

Yeah, Gucci bags yo

I'm chasin' all them bags yo

While I'm headin' back to the trap

Better pay me like a Cash App

This a ransom, like a kidnap

Hit me harder when I hit dabs

And you don't know nothin' bout that, no

know nothin' bout that, no

know nothin' bout that, no

know nothin' bout that, no