Bag Chaser

[Intro]
Leesta!

[Chorus]
I put Fendi on my body, I put Louis on my belt
If you lil' boys got an issue, I might hit you with some shells
I might hit you with a shell, no cap
Tote a big .30, what you know about that?
And I keep a K, it's in my lap
And I'm smokin' dope, yeah, I'm rollin' up gas

[Verse]
Rollin' up gas, yeah, I'm rollin' up woods
YSL shirt, spend a rack in the hood
Boy, do it like me? You wish you could
Number (N)ine jeans, boy I bleed
Spent a whole rack on clothes, jeez
Rollin' up out the OZ
And your hoe, she chose me
Shootin' shoot like I'm Kobe
Kobe Bryant, fuck with me, you dyin'
Spend a whole bag on diamonds, boy I'm shinin'
I got all these diamonds, this shit perfect timin'
Nah, no no
YSL coat on me, yeah
And I got your hoe on me, yeah
And I'm pourin' up Easter pink
Fly my clothes from overseas
Fly my girls from Italy
Say I'm broke? You kiddin' me
Bag on me, that bag on me
I ball, you in the little league
Boy, you're runner-up
Keep that heat in my shirt, that's a tummy tuck
And I got bands, I wake up and run it up
Then I hit Saks Fifth just to fuck it up
She on her knees, she get down and suck it up
Yeah!
I got killers that might take the risk for me
And anywhere I go, I got your bitch with me
Yeah, she with me, the lean gon' take my kidneys
And I keep a shooter with me
Play with y'all like that's risky

[Chorus]
I put Fendi on my body, I put Louis on my belt
If you lil' boys got an issue, I might hit you with some shells
I might hit you with a shell, no cap
Tote a big .30, what you know about that?
And I keep a K, it's in my lap
And I'm smokin' dope, yeah, I'm rollin' up gas
Yeah!