I got a get out my feelings and get in my bag
I got a chase the money bitch I'm tryna get that cash
I'm tired of 12 lil bitch im about to do the dash
And we got call of duty sticks bitch we throwing frags
I got a get out my feelings and get in my bag
I got a chase the money bitch I'm tryna get that cash
I'm tired of 12 lil bitch im about to do the dash
And we got call of duty sticks bitch we throwing frags
Arps in this bitch what you want a do
You talking down on my brothers bitch I'm a shoot
We sliding in a big bitch this shit a coupe
This thuggin shit in my veins it came from the root
Arps we got hell of pistols
F*ck you mean we shooting like a missile
She suck my but I ain't kiss her
She think I love her but I diss her I don't really miss her
She think I need her but I don't bitch im getting in my bag
I'm getting all this money you can see it in my stash
And if you try to run these bullets hit your ass
I'm smoking that zaza you know im all about that gas
They talking that rara you know I put them in the grass
I don't want to hear nada I don't give a f*ck if you mad
We toting them choppas and you know they always gone blast
These real vvs I ain't rocking that glass
I got a get out my feelings and get in my bag
I got a chase the money bitch I'm tryna get that cash
I'm tired of 12 lil bitch im about to do the dash
And we got call of duty sticks bitch we throwing frags
I got a get out my feelings and get in my bag
I got a chase the money bitch I'm tryna get that cash
I'm tired of 12 lil bitch im about to do the dash
And we got call of duty sticks bitch we throwing frags