Bags Songtext
von 2ble Jay

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