Paper Chasing

I'm outchea chasing after paper wat u doing I got this money on my mind im getting to it Gotta get my bag now Bought my moms a jag now All these pretty bitches let me hit it from the back now Yeah I come thru swagged out Gucci, Louis bags now Diamonds they b hitting like them bitches really mad now Bape all on my back now Smoke exotic gas now Always turning up aint got a reason to be sad now Ain't no love for a bitch cause a bitch don't love me Gotta stack my paper, gotta keep this Gucci on my feet Imma keep it real, imma always travel one deep But I ain't alone lil nigga keep that banger in my reach Smoke the strongest gas nigga out the pound the whole p U b smoking dime bags of that boof for the cheap I know u know my name nigga, G blasian, capital G U can't help but to know it nigga how it ring the streets These days niggas be trippin more than bitches These niggas fake be asf f*ck man I swear they all some pretenders I'm only rollin Vegas nigga I can't smoke no swishers All eyes on me like Tupac, soon as I walk in buildings Stone cold killer, to these niggas imma villain They mad cause I'm in my bag and I'm just stacking up my millions Im always after the riches nigga, always after the dough I'm in love with blue Benjamin's I could never love a hoe I'm outchea chasing after paper wat u doing I got this money on my mind im getting to it Gotta get my bag now Bought my moms a jag now All these pretty bitches let me hit it from the back now Yeah I come thru swagged out Gucci, Louis bags now Diamonds they b hitting like them bitches really mad now Bape all on my back now Smoke exotic gas now Always turning up aint got a reason to be sad now Now this is verse two, I know yall love some G Blasian I hit yo lady, got her going real crazy For this pipe yea she hit me up on a daily All in her guts, I be grinding on her like I'm skating Hold up lemme switch it up, I'm too reckless I need a check list, check off her and the next bitch Can't chill wit a bitch hell nahh can't do Netflix We straight sexing, after that I hit the exit Hold on baby, ian mean to b cruel But u kno a nigga got moves to make yea I got shii to do I can't stay lil mama, gotta get up in this booth Cause the whole world waiting on me to spit the truth These other niggas bars be straight fiction Steady screaming they bout action, steady saying they wit it U niggas pussy u might really just get ya wig split Come at me wrong and I hop out wit extensions