Lyrics Chase The Money - Young YT

Chase the money chase the money chase the money chase the money
Yeah i get to the bands yeah i chase the money
Big money flex yeah i flex on these niggas yeah they think imma dummy
I don't really give a fuck cause you know i chase the money yeah yeah
I be getting to the bands yeah yeah
All these niggas hate yeah they some fans yeah
They some fans yeah
Niggas say i'm too hot turn on the fan
Yeah i chase the money yeah i get to the bands
Can't no nigga stop me yeah i keep this money in my hand
Heard lil shawty wanna fuck yeah she a fan
Turn that nigga to a pack
Yeah yeah i chase these racks yeah
Hate these niggas but i can't stop smoking the blacks
Lil bitch said i'm always mad yeah she think i'm max

And i got five sides yeah bitch i feel like Med
Yeah
We smoke that nigga in the back
These niggas be rats they cannot rap
They snitch on they homie just for a snack
How the fuck could i fail how the fuck could i lack
Bitch i got my own swag you cannot jack
Yeah
They played wit my name so many times
They stealin' my shit yeah i feel like it's a crime
How the fuck you'll fuck with my chemistry
Yeah you cannot do this shit until it's the end of me
They call me GOAT cause bitch i am
I start from the bottom every-time on the track oh yeah bitch i feel like a legend
And i'm packing the heat in my pockets lil bitch i got the MAC 11

Yeah and if he talkin on the gang finna send him up to heaven
Yeah and i make a bag on me finna times it all by seven
Yeah stay wit the racks on me
That's why she wit me
Drive around almost on e
MIA cannot find me
I wish i can see how she felt cause now she wit somebody else
Like really i don't even care anymore
Chillin' wit gang finna up the score
I make a bag and i'm making some more
I want the money galore
He got no bread for sure
We don't talk no more
Said i ignored how i feel
Just focus on me just bring the racks in
No he's not the gang finna pack him
I'm finna chase the back always making money
I'm finna catch the bag makin' all this money