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Lunch Bag (feat. Kvng Mar) Video (MV)




Performed By: CHA$EMONEY
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Chase Glover-Rodgers, Amarian Robinson
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CHA$EMONEY - Lunch Bag (feat. Kvng Mar) Lyrics
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Yeah
Uh huh
Look
Alright I said
I ain't from Milwaukee, I walk in like where the bucks at (Where they at?)
Nigga I be carrying more bread than a lunch bag (Yeah)
Ima take this shit the whole hundred, f*ck a touchback (I'm running back)
Keep hearing niggas talking choppy, they need to cut that (Cut it out)
I'm on big dog status, you where the pups at (Lil nigga)
I got a thick ass yeah, but her stomach flat (Oou shit)
And I lost the first round, I'm tryna run it back (Naw come here bae)
Pussy tight it's super wet, it got me bussing fast
I been on my Lil Yachty shit, I strike her then one night her
Been a hoe since high school, girl you need to go retire
Like ain't you tired of that shit?
She done caught a hundred bodies tryna bounce from dick to dick
Swearing that she is a wife, man you hoes make me sick
Rocking all black attire so the fit match the whip
Get it gone by the G, get it gone by the zip
Turn a nigga to a jacket, talking reckless he get zipped
Put the ball in my hands, ima score every time
Need to cop a Rondo jersey, keep a nine like Rajon
Ion care if you cute, it's really all about yo vibe
It's a couple roster spots open if you tryna sign
I got ice inside my veins, in the clutch I ice the game
From the logo like I'm Dame, make the crowd go insane
I'm enduring all the pain while I wiggle through this maze
On my mama I won't change, no not even for no fame boy
I ain't from Milwaukee, I walk in like where the bucks at (Where they at?)
Nigga I be carrying more bread than a lunch bag (Yeah)
Ima take this shit the whole hundred, f*ck a touchback (I'm running back)
Keep hearing niggas talking choppy, they need to cut that (Cut it out)
I'm on big dog status, you where the pups at (Lil nigga)
I got a thick ass yeah, but her stomach flat (Oou shit)
And I lost the first round, I'm tryna run it back (Naw come here bae)
Pussy tight it's super wet, it got me bussing fast
Yeah fifteen hundred for my section, broke nigga paid a dub
He keep missing all the shots, the f*ck nigga need a sub
I just dropped kit fasho, I just dropped whip fasho
Hand the bitch off, you know lil Mar give and go
And now I'm thinking bout it, kinda salty she was good at giving throat
Yeah pouring liq down her throat, make her drive the boat
Yeah I'm in Miami with the guys somewhere on a boat
Just got off the plane, f*ck around and had my coat still
Ain't talking ten k, I f*ck around and made that this year
Back the Benz up, it get the beeping hold on be still
Corny nigga saying fake shit, hold on be real
The load just touched and it sold I need a refill (I need it all gone)
I stacked ten, and put another ten that's a double up (That's chicken little)
He can't even go nowhere without is double cup, he tripping
He blowing up her phone, he wasn't knowing I was with her
Me and gang ten deep, we done pulled up in a sprinter
I ain't from Milwaukee, I walk in like where the bucks at (Where they at?)
Nigga I be carrying more bread than a lunch bag (Yeah)
Ima take this shit the whole hundred, f*ck a touchback (I'm running back)
Keep hearing niggas talking choppy, they need to cut that (Cut it out)
I'm on big dog status, you where the pups at (Lil nigga)
I got a thick ass yeah, but her stomach flat (Oou shit)
And I lost the first round, I'm tryna run it back (Naw come here bae)
Pussy tight it's super wet, it got me bussing fast
Yeah, it got me bussing fast
Bad ass lil yeah
C H A dollar sign E yeah that's me nigga
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English

Yeah
Uh huh
Look
Alright I said
I ain't from Milwaukee, I walk in like where the bucks at (Where they at?)
Nigga I be carrying more bread than a lunch bag (Yeah)
Ima take this shit the whole hundred, f*ck a touchback (I'm running back)
Keep hearing niggas talking choppy, they need to cut that (Cut it out)
I'm on big dog status, you where the pups at (Lil nigga)
I got a thick ass yeah, but her stomach flat (Oou shit)
And I lost the first round, I'm tryna run it back (Naw come here bae)
Pussy tight it's super wet, it got me bussing fast
I been on my Lil Yachty shit, I strike her then one night her
Been a hoe since high school, girl you need to go retire
Like ain't you tired of that shit?
She done caught a hundred bodies tryna bounce from dick to dick
Swearing that she is a wife, man you hoes make me sick
Rocking all black attire so the fit match the whip
Get it gone by the G, get it gone by the zip
Turn a nigga to a jacket, talking reckless he get zipped
Put the ball in my hands, ima score every time
Need to cop a Rondo jersey, keep a nine like Rajon
Ion care if you cute, it's really all about yo vibe
It's a couple roster spots open if you tryna sign
I got ice inside my veins, in the clutch I ice the game
From the logo like I'm Dame, make the crowd go insane
I'm enduring all the pain while I wiggle through this maze
On my mama I won't change, no not even for no fame boy
I ain't from Milwaukee, I walk in like where the bucks at (Where they at?)
Nigga I be carrying more bread than a lunch bag (Yeah)
Ima take this shit the whole hundred, f*ck a touchback (I'm running back)
Keep hearing niggas talking choppy, they need to cut that (Cut it out)
I'm on big dog status, you where the pups at (Lil nigga)
I got a thick ass yeah, but her stomach flat (Oou shit)
And I lost the first round, I'm tryna run it back (Naw come here bae)
Pussy tight it's super wet, it got me bussing fast
Yeah fifteen hundred for my section, broke nigga paid a dub
He keep missing all the shots, the f*ck nigga need a sub
I just dropped kit fasho, I just dropped whip fasho
Hand the bitch off, you know lil Mar give and go
And now I'm thinking bout it, kinda salty she was good at giving throat
Yeah pouring liq down her throat, make her drive the boat
Yeah I'm in Miami with the guys somewhere on a boat
Just got off the plane, f*ck around and had my coat still
Ain't talking ten k, I f*ck around and made that this year
Back the Benz up, it get the beeping hold on be still
Corny nigga saying fake shit, hold on be real
The load just touched and it sold I need a refill (I need it all gone)
I stacked ten, and put another ten that's a double up (That's chicken little)
He can't even go nowhere without is double cup, he tripping
He blowing up her phone, he wasn't knowing I was with her
Me and gang ten deep, we done pulled up in a sprinter
I ain't from Milwaukee, I walk in like where the bucks at (Where they at?)
Nigga I be carrying more bread than a lunch bag (Yeah)
Ima take this shit the whole hundred, f*ck a touchback (I'm running back)
Keep hearing niggas talking choppy, they need to cut that (Cut it out)
I'm on big dog status, you where the pups at (Lil nigga)
I got a thick ass yeah, but her stomach flat (Oou shit)
And I lost the first round, I'm tryna run it back (Naw come here bae)
Pussy tight it's super wet, it got me bussing fast
Yeah, it got me bussing fast
Bad ass lil yeah
C H A dollar sign E yeah that's me nigga
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Writer: Chase Glover-Rodgers, Amarian Robinson
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