[Chorus: Bravo the Bagchaser]
Niggas say they want beef, let's run it
Bought a new chop, hold up, whole hundred
Bitch say she want dick, let's run it
I'm a rich nigga, bitch, I really blow some

[Verse 1: Bravo the Bagchaser]
How you niggas thugging, walking round with no gun?
I can't be the one to fuck a bitch with no funds
Chop make him run, got him screaming out his lungs
The nigga screaming out his lungs though

[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
Better duck, nigga
Fenix Flexin, I ain't fucking with no fuck niggas
She said she wanna fuck, I need some money first
Before you let that nigga round, check the paperwork
I can't go up in the club without a strap, nigga
I told brodie calm it down, he tryna wack niggas
Bravo walk a nigga down, with the baby Drac
Me and Suede high as hell, we just poured an 8
Nigga, eh, I'm really on that
Fucking round with me, bring them problems to your doormat
I got that chopper, finna blow that
Caught a nigga slippin, did the mission, he got [?]
Oo, told her baby, go and touch your toes
Fenix Flexin knock them down like some dominos
Smoking like some [?] up the score
I know if it came to it, Suede would pass the pole
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