Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bravo the Bagchaser
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Torres
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexander Alvarez
Producer
Lyrics
Oh, my God, it's Stash
What you say? Aye, aye
Better watch what you say, bitch
No, I don't play, bitch
No, I keep a K, bitch
Aye, aye, aye
I will never say shit
I be so impatient
When I'm road runnin' gettin' to that cake
I want a vacation
I feel like I made it
But I'ma put this money in a safe
It ain't real unless I taste it
Aye, pour a four I'm finna face it
Aye, aye, aye
Who wanna ride?
I'm outside
With four fives and that nine
Where your pride?
I don't see none (I don't see none)
When they see us, **** wanna be us, thug
How you see a opp and you ain't blow his top?
Give on the racks 'til my momma see your smile, won't stop
Yeah, I'm sliding with my brothers 'til they put me in a box
19, did it all, taught myself how to ball
Just count it up, 50, fuck it, blow it in a mall
In this bitch so thick, I might just hit it raw
Oh sheesh, she took the whole dick
Take the whole shit
Bitch, stop playin' with me (stop playin')
Bitch, you better leave the crib, you ain't stayin' with me (bitch, you ain't stayin')
You know I keep that thang
I let it bang homie (I let it bang)
But I ain't gettin' you first, I get your mans, homie (get your mans)
Better watch what you say, bitch
No, I don't play, bitch
No, I keep a K, bitch
Aye, aye, aye
I will never say shit
I be so impatient
When I'm road runnin' gettin' to that cake (mm)
I want a vacation
I feel like I made it
But I'ma put this money in a safe
It ain't real unless I taste it
Aye, pour a four I'm finna face it
Aye, aye, aye
I need a rich hoe, not a bum, bitch
Fuck ****, I can't fuck with (I can't fuck with)
All this money, I've been on my shit (on my shit)
You say I'm a rapper, it don't feel like this
They all hate, my **** roll D
I'm so rude, tell these bitches **** free O3
Aye, buddy think I made it 'cause you changed on me
All this pain in me, I'm finna pour codeine
My brother died, I'm finna live it up for him
Long live all my **** that's gone
Fightin' cases, fuck Jake (fuck Jake)
I got killers right beside me and up state
I can see it in your eyes, you pump fake
And you really gon' ride, if they take me away
I've been grinding all day
When you 'round me, better watch what you say (watch what you say)
Better watch what you say, bitch
No, I don't play, bitch
No, I keep a K, bitch
Aye, aye, aye
I will never say shit
I be so impatient
When I'm road runnin' gettin' to that cake (mm)
I want a vacation
I feel like I made it
But I'ma put this money in a safe
It ain't real unless I taste it (I taste it)
Aye, pour a four I'm finna face it
Aye, aye, aye
Written by: Bryan Torres


