Lyrics
Don't chase the bag the bag is chasing me
I know I said it before but it ain't my fault
That I'm still running up cheques
I'll say it again
Don't chase the bag the bag is chasing me
I'm cashing cheques you chasing chicks
I'm blocking her you blocking me
Coz she using your phone to contact me
First things first I aim to be number one
Don't piss me off with this goat talk
Coz I'm second to no one but I'm still the shit
And with all this ice I still get it lit
Huh yea I still get it lit
Bro like check the flow
It's Like something you ain't heard before
I slowed it down just for you bro
So pay attention as I go
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Go over your head like the guy from OMO
Oh no
Your girls at the back at the show
She doin splits for me and my bros
I'm kidding my bro relax we stopped her at the door
That's coz she's so clapped
She's so clapped
She deserves a standing ovation or sum
I need a vacation or sum
Like somewhere in the hills I'm hiding locations and such
Huh huh huh huh
Super chilled but wen chill turns to cold
It goes below zero you best bet youll shiver
I'll Leave you shaking in you boots
So cold its gon feel like you trapped In the winter
And not just the winter - the winter in Siberia
Words cut deep >the pens from Valeria
Ironic how we burn ya boi then send his body to Nigeria
I'm an African giant (huh) THE African giant
So You need to calm yourself muh boi
Stay humble and find inner peace muh boi
Or yull get yourself left in pieces muh boi
Take that as a warning I'm done with your ass
Im schooling this nigga he failing the class
If I make a hit know I'm dropping smash