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letra de b4nk/bag$ - lonely cortell

[intro]
yeah yeah
aster
oh, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
oh-whoa, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah yeah

[hook]
uh, you know i’m chasing the bag right now, you know i’m chasing the bag yeah (yeah-yeah, oh)
i don’t want love, nah these b-tches mad, they breaking my trust so i’m after the bag (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
pull up in a wraith, i’m off to the bank (oh-whoa)
i’m counting the benjamins, counting the stacks
we don’t play with hearts, we playing with racks (yeah-yeah, yеah, yeah yeah)
b-tch i’m feelin’ tired, think i need a nap
[verse]
you think you know mе? lil b-tch who are you?
you say you’re my ex but no i do not know you
don’t need no distractions i’m after the bag
she giving me sloppy, yeah she like to gag
she just want the bag, ain’t getting no racks
like vxncnt! be sayin “no dollar, no dollar”
can’t sweet talk your way into getting my dollars
don’t give me commands ’cause you know i won’t follow
going to the top man i’m going so far, spent all the blue and i bought me new car (ooh-ooh-hoo)
then i took it to the bank, i’m after the bag
i’m counting the money were stacked up (yeah-yeah)
stacked up (yeah-yeah)
we’re counting the green, we’re counting the blue
i’m flexing hoping to but her in a mood

[hook]
you know i’m chasing the bag right now, you know i’m chasing the bag yeah (yeah-yeah, oh)
i don’t want love, nah these b-tches mad, they breaking my trust so i’m after the bag (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
pull up in a wraith, i’m off to the bank (oh-whoa)
i’m counting the benjamins, counting the stacks
we don’t play with hearts, we playing with racks (yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)
b-tch i’m feelin’ tired, think i need a nap
you know i’m chasing the bag right now, you know i’m chasing the bag yeah (yeah-yeah, oh)
i don’t want love, nah these b-tches mad, they breaking my trust so i’m after the bag (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
pull up in a wraith, i’m off to the bank (oh-whoa)
i’m counting the benjamins, counting the stacks
we don’t play with hearts, we playing with racks (yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)
b-tch i’m feelin’ tired, think i need a nap

- lonely cortell

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