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equations - dont trust us & bravo the bagchaser lyrics

[intro]
(d*mn, callan, you gettin’ guap)
everybody change
i don’t trust anybody
hm

[chorus: bravo the bagchaser]
everybody technical, you put money in equation
i just hit a l!ck, ayy, now my heart racin’
i really rap my life, b*tch, why would i fake it? (laudiano)
n*ggas hate my life ’cause they mad that i made it (look)
get a bag just to split it with the guys
i’m a joint and a trapper, i just rap on the side, n*gga
take care of yours ’cause i take care of mines, ayy
’cause i take care of mines, ayy

[verse 1: bravo the bagchaser]
out of bind, i’ma ride with it
keep it by my side, n*gga, if i live with it, i’ma die with it
i’m tryna teach your ass a lesson, trappin’ out the west end
got kicked out, i hit the indigo
i’ma keep on gеttin’ rich, i ain’t worried ’bout a b*tch, ayy
if it ain’t a bag, then what you in it for?
baby, i’ve been on my bullsh*t, know i got a full clip
if it’s ’bout my brothеrs, then i bust sh*t
and i’ve been on my grind, and you’ve been wastin’ time
it ain’t my fault you on f*ck sh*t
remember i was broke, ain’t n0body called my phone
baby, i ain’t even have nothin’
they wasn’t with me, so f*ck ’em, b*tch
and this drum hold a hundred, b*tch
yeah, they hate how i’m comin’
pull a chop out on a n*gga and i make him do the runnin’ man
[chorus: bravo the bagchaser]
everybody technical, you put money in equation
i just hit a l!ck, ayy, now my heart racin’
i really rap my life, b*tch, why would i fake it?
n*ggas hate my life ’cause they mad that i made it (look)
get a bag just to split it with the guys
i’m a joint and a trapper, i just rap on the side, n*gga
take care of yours ’cause i take care of mines, ayy
’cause i take care of mines, ayy

[verse 2: $tupid young]
with some locs and some hoes at the west end
it’s a real n*gga party, you can’t get in
i put the drum in the glizzy, let it fit in
got a new best friend, it’s an fn
off the equation, tell them n*ggas bring the checks in
24k chains hangin’ when we flexin’
whole bunch of agents, so you know i brought the set in
gang members only, throwin’ signs in my section
like we doin’ christmas lights, i had to put the ladder up
b*tch, we in the field, play ball, n*gga, batter up
watch chains, pinky ring, blam, n*gga, add it up
got off my ass, got a bag ’cause i had enough
ayy

[chorus: bravo the bagchaser]
everybody technical, you put money in equation
i just hit a l!ck, ayy, now my heart racin’
i really rap my life, b*tch, why would i fake it?
n*ggas hate my life ’cause they mad that i made it (look)
get a bag just to split it with the guys
i’m a joint and a trapper, i just rap on the side, n*gga
take care of yours ’cause i take care of mines, ayy
’cause i take care of mines, ayy

- dont trust us bravo the bagchaser lyrics

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