Intro lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, mm
Laudiano

[Verse]
No hook on this b*tch, I'ma dive in
I just did one-twenty on the I-10
That n*gga Bravo going crazy, you don't like him?
You's a b*tch and you broke, so be quiet
Damn, I just made a bag on a Sunday
And don't play with us, we do gunplay
b*tch, all I know is get money, f*ck fakes
Caught him on his own block, he tried to run away
b*tch, you know it don't work like that, b*tch
Spend that money and I get it right back, b*tch
Talkin' big, you gon' meet this MAC, b*tch
All I like talkin' 'bout is cash sh*t
But you should know that, b*tch, I'm the Bagchaser
All my n*ggas got foreigns drag racin'
b*tch, it's my time now, I been patient
You ain't never been through what I'm facing
That's just facts, run it back on they b*tch ass
n*gga, I had to f*ck your b*tch 'cause that b*tch bad
If he talkin' 'bout a joint, sh*t, I been that
If he talkin' 'bout a boss, sh*t, that's what I am
I could hold all your dough, but not hold your hand
I'm your pimp, not your bae, who you think I am?
I pull up and tax you like I'm Uncle Sam
And free Bles, that's my motherf*ckin' right hand
Hit you with this FN, your sh*t might jam
No hook on this b*tch, I dove right in
Huh, no hook on this b*tch, I dove right in