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bravo the bagchaser - activated lyrics

[verse 1: bravo the bagchaser & peso peso]
ayy, i’m countin’ racks in the benz
i’m tryna get rich, do you understand me?
you ain’t never hit a l!ck, n+gga, stop cappin’
‘fore the rap chase a stack, couldn’t stop stackin’ (ayy)

[verse 2: peso peso]
sold a hundred dance, wayne gallery fashion
clout chasin’ got the n+gga k!lled for a caption
ayy, where your blower at? n+ggas in the hood lackin’
i’m in the trap, got a five back from this rap sh+t

[verse 3: r3 da chilliman]
rose gold everything, b+tch, i’m fully bust
black glock, i’m on feet when i’m creepin’ up
penny+pinchin’+ass n+gga, go blow it back
hop out empty clips, shoot the whole mag

[verse 4: bravo the bagchaser & peso peso]
hop out, get to work, b+tch, we stay busy
on my way to the show, bought a new glizzy
dropped some molly in my drank, i’m finna act out
n+ggas say they gettin’ money, but i can’t tell
got my doggy for a body, he got no bail
shawty got some good p+ssy, it got no smеll (ayy)
[verse 5: peso peso]
just sent an opp the other way, n+gga, oh wеll
two twenty+three, turn his brain into rotel
don’t give a f+ck where i’m at, boy, my coat sells
i need cash, no cash app, no zelle
i put an opp on a plate and i clean it up
just sold a lil’ ten pack in a beamer truck

[verse 6: r3 da chilliman]
broke n+ggas talkin’ crazy, got me agitated
two percs, a deuce of wock got me activated
blew dubs inside of saks and we’d touch the pape’
sell pounds and kick doors, i be draggin’ safes
broad day shoot shots, he better get low
i just sold him fifty bugs, he need ten more
can tell the time inside my watch ’cause it’s rocks on it
that b+tch bad, p+ssy fat, i’ma pour some wock on it

[verse 7: bravo the bagchaser, peso peso & r3 da chilliman]
f+cked around, started rappin’, i’m a dog with this sh+t
pocket full of rubbers, raw dog in a b+tch
pull up, maybach clean while i’m coppin’ mid
real might have the same glocks, ‘cept mine got a switch
just like mike, b+tch, we all sellin’ pit
vvs diamonds, ain’t no flaw in my wrist

- bravo the bagchaser lyrics

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