Blast

I got to chase me a bag Chasing the bag like I'm doin the dash If you run up on me imma blast Smoking exotic on me got to pass First place now you running out last VVS diamonds on me they ain't glass Counting bands yea I'm getting this cash You smoking on mids you ain't smoking on gas Leaving the scene you better not fold Swerve in the coupe and we never go slow Touch down we hitting the road We snatching his chain and it ain't even gold Run up these bands yeah I'm running this dough I ain't trusting my bro's not even one soul Reload the choppa we shooting them poles Always get high when my feelings getting low Serving these feens yeah I sell for the low All these bands on me but I been through some pain Drip too hard you thought it was rain Swerving the coupe but I stay in my lane Losing my bro's and I never been the same Never did shit but I took up the blame Was popping them pills I was going insane Roll up a blunt and lighting the flame Grinding so hard intill the day I get fame Woah all of my diamonds be frozen Stay wit a choppa we loaded Sipping dat purple it's potion Light up a spliff it be potent Rockstar life I be golden Stay wit my bro's I ain't folding Stay on da low they notice I gotta chase me a bag Chasing that bag like I'm doin the dash If you run up on me imma blast Smoking exotic on me gotta pass First place now you running out last VVS diamonds on me they ain't glass Counting bands yea I'm getting this cash You smoking on mids you ain't smoking on gas I gotta chase me a bag Chasing that bag like I'm doin the dash If you run up on me imma blast Smoking exotic on me gotta pass First place now you running out last VVS diamonds on me they ain't glass Counting bands yea I'm getting this cash You smoking on mids you ain't smoking on gas