Uy - Chase The Bag (feat. Scottshot, Bimbo & Bofus) Lyrics

Si Dios me castigo con algo
Fue con dinero
No mas pa que sepan
Ja
Ja
Ja
Ja
And I'm still on that Fly Shii
Ha ha ha

Aye
Aye
Aye
It's Uy baby
Gonn get yo bag
F*ck all the shit that I never had
I was out poppin on perks with a pretty mami while she was out shaking ass
I swear I ain't shaking hands
Unless you coming to me bout money
Cuz I done heard all the same shit before
And you know Big Uy don't play bout his money
I was out getting bread
I was out cutting flower
I should've been dead
I came up from nothing, I'm fighting for power
I got me some Blue Cheese
I'm counting on fresh Cheddar
You know that I live Gouda
Im a Munster can't nobody do it better
I roll up a doobie
Got a Puerto Rican with a booty
And you know her food taste juicy
And the food match her coochi
Ima ride my Jetta until it's empty
I'll probably punch you with a lefty
Cuz my right hand counting fetti
I'm a villain baby don't test me
Please don't test me
Im the flyest from my hood
I got good weed come test it
Ima keep fighting until they end me
It's D'Block until the death of me
Got a shooter probably to the left of me
Gonn get yo bag cuz I can't stand all these broke people right next too me

Play with my money get f*cked up
Play with me you get tossed up
I drink your dead's in a double cup
Then I skrt off in a Lamb Truck
Smoking the gas pack out
Uy right next too me
Bitch we got Louis V
No one can test me
Trying to get the best of me
I just laugh at that shit
I got your bitch doing them tricks
Pussy !
Fe Fi Fo Fun
Scottshot hit em with a gun
I do this shit for fun
Taylor Gang comes with a drum

Fue con dinero
No mas pa que sepan

Shout out to OG I thought he was cool
Well it turns out that
That this motherf*cker was cooler than me, brag about money
Sit the f*ck down
Tearing this beat like I'm tearing this bitch
Wait I got to take a dump
I be counting money cuz I got a lot of it
Dirty bills that bitches end up picking up again to be feeding their kids they got no mommies but molly's
Blowing on my dick like it's candy
She cannot wait to be eighteen
Cuz what the f*ck happened to these teens
Bitches be looking like nineteen
It's the 5th bell , just to be seen
Sucking dick in the hallway
Got you cumming in first place
Track star running my cock
Pain-fully shut up and gag bitch
Stop playing , shut up the violin
And just turn up violence
Got these f*cking tsunamis
In Japan turn up the sirens
The nazis are back on the Auschwitz
With IVS , inside of my eye piece
Did not see the f*cking apaches
Cuz I feel like I'm the top of the world
And when I get it you don't get it
But you better be as smart ass
I take a penicillin cuz its been a minute
Just to bum out cuz why the f*ck am I gunna smoke weed to put this shit out
Half of your brain popped up
You're in a coma
When I get the feeling
I be ahead of the minute
You better call me the menace
Cuz I'm the head of the demons
Yea I'm undefeated
Cuz when I get up I kill it
I be the killer you see in your dreams
Bon appetit Cuz I be eating
Your dreams in your sleeps
Deep in your bitch
Don't talk to me cuz your bikini stinks

Man F*ck Mark!

Aye
Don't get in front of the villains face
I keep a K next to the waste
I take a key straight to the face
You already know not too come and play
We coming with violence from night to day
I got too many hitters who trynna play
It's too many villains who want to play ?
I feel like I've seen this before
Dead bodies all over the floor
Watch the mothers rush over the floors
Still smoking from bodies before
Still hurting from bodies we lost
Still willing too risk in war
Still willing too give it my all
And I'm still on that demon mode
Aye
F*ck it i'll chase the bag
Aint letting no pussy brag
On punani you can't have
My jacket Dior'd that
Got yo bitch with a Louis bag
Shout out B5 cuz he down to ride and you know he ain't change gang

Let's go chase a bag
Let's go make some dollas
Let's go chase a milli
Let's go cop some Prada

Aye
Let's go and chase the bag
Let's go and cop it all
Let's go and buy a bank
Let's go and get it all

Back in this bitch
I'm in that mode
Flipped on the switch
I'm cracking the code
Coming through I'm ready to spit
Hold up tho let me light up the splif
Everyday I'm fighting demons
Can't hear a thing
Ain't got no feelings
Counting my paper
I'm Stacking this cheese
Ball like a Laker
I do this with ease
What you know about puffing on trees
Have you coughing like you got a disease
Turn off the lights now you feeling that breeze
That cold air that'll make you sneeze
Mankind meet your f*cking maker
Wipe your soul I'm the Undertaker
Your fate is sealed you can't escape her
Leave you in the air like some f*cking vapor

Bitch I've been stuck in my bag
Chasing the cash
You know I've been serious bout money
They been out getting all mad
I hustled for that
My pockets is lookin all dummy
Why are you hating on that
The Villain is back
I told you theres no one above me
The villain been ready too smoke y'all
My soldiers back on my song y'all
Let's go and chase the bag
Get the green
Let's go and go get all the money
Let's go and chase the bag
Hustled for that
Let's go and finish the money
Let's go and chase the bag
Cop it all
Lets go and burn all the money

Man F*ck Everybody

Grah
Shout out Al
Shout our Taylor Gang
Mike what up
Grah Grah