Bag chaser

I’m a wave maker

money bag chaser

I’m balling like the pacers

my glocks got them lasers

you know I keep one up in the head

in the chamber

yeah I got that sauce

and these hoes want the flavors

I curb a fuckin bitch

I tell that hoe that we just strangers

and if I pull the Glock then your pussy ass

in danger

they rappers don’t be doing shit

but me i do it major

I do it for the paper

see your bitch and I’ma take her

you know I’m bringing heat

but I be balling like a laker

see you later

you a traitor

and I’m greater

I don’t need ya

play with me then 5 waving in your face like John cena

I’m getting money every day I run it with the team ah

I beat the pussy up

it’s like I’m beefing all with peta

and I’m Tyreek in all these hills

I’m a fuckin cheetah

take the keys and beat the beat up

eat it like a slice of pizza

fucked a Spanish bitch and after that I asked her where’s her visa?

huh

I need to know

she gonna swallow all my kids

in her throat

I got the wave you’ll need a boat

I run this shit all day coast to coast

they ask me if I married to the money

I propose

I do this shit so eazy

think I’m stuck inside my zone

I don’t even fuckin smoke

bout you know the Boy will roll

man I named my choppa throat goat

that bitch will take your soul

let em know

ima mothafuckin dawg

I am not a role model

getting fucked up hoe we drinking out the bottle

if you wanna start shit I ain’t afraid to get hostile

these hoes up in my crib yea it be looking like a brothel

you know that we be dippin for the cheese like some nachos

I put the B in Bolivia

I’m rolling with my vatos

candy paint the whip

wood grain on the grip of the caddy

and she call me daddy

that bitch getting nasty

walk up in this bitch and I’m ballin like Damien

Casey Von the Alias

higher than an alien

all around the Atlas

hoes all on the mattress

wanna be better than me kid practice

and I’m on point like a cactus

the status is me living in a mothafuckin palace

with bitches all the way from LA right to Dallas

I don’t fuck around but still they gon doubt us (doubt us)

they talking that shit but ain’t none of it valid

we back with another one DJ Khalid (anotha one)

go and check the balance

I got that bitch up in tons

and I love to count this money no wonder

they call it funds ( rich!)

on the prowl for the money

you knowing just what we hunt

I don’t give a fuck about a bitch the money is what I want (aye)

never taking Ls up this bitch you know

we only winning (winnin)

And she say she poppin pussy

I told her I’ma get up in it

fuckin suckin and you know we lovin

pussy grippin and it’s drippin

bitch I got the sauce I fucked her in the kitchen

call my dick Caitlyn Clark cause it’s good behind the Arc

and this Choppa that I got boutta tear your ass apart

I’m a wave maker

money bag chaser

I’m balling like the pacers

my glocks got them lasers

you know I keep one in the head

in the chamber

yeah I got that sauce

and the hoes want the flavors