FLAVORS*

Yea Money chaser I love to freestyle while I'm countin all this paper I got 140 on the dash, I'm a racer I'm sorry bro, I might really have to take her Didn't even take that much to amaze her I might just shock you when I'm rappin, no taser I had to go back in reverse like I'm tracer And if I hit you up, it's only for a favor Cause if I pour it up, it's only for the flavors Yea See me sippin on that soda Lately I be countin all this green, I call it Yoda Layin on my bed, then she bend over like yoga Lookin at myself, I'm as cold as Minnesota Starin at my whip, lookin like a butterfly I told her you could stop, how could you not see the signs? I told him you could pull up, only if you wanna try That's if you wanna die, yea Money chaser I love to freestyle while I'm countin all this paper I got 140 on the dash, I'm a racer I'm sorry bro, I might really have to take her Didn't even take that much to amaze her I might just shock you when I'm rappin, no taser I had to go back in reverse like I'm tracer And if I hit you up, it's only for a favor Cause if I pour it up, it's only for the flavors