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Chase
3
Hip-Hop/Rap
Chase è stato pubblicato il 16 aprile 2024 da 444 come parte dell'album Keep Scoring - EP
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Data di uscita16 aprile 2024
Etichetta444
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM80

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
quacere gary
quacere gary
Songwriter

Testi

Daddy, we about to be rich, baby
Jumpout, Jumpout, Jumpout, Jumpout
Like you try to run, but you cannot run, lil' boy
You know that shit gon' be a chase, they ran out of funds
Got caught with a gun, them **** is broke, they ain't beatin no case
They talkin' bout guns, but we got a ton, got ARP, bro, pass me the drac
He crackin' them fours, you know we tryn score, we got up with him
He made a mistake, we takin' your drugs, we hittin' them licks
Like I need it more, you gon' be okay, that shit be like ush, that shit be like dush
I bip in' a cat, I'm switchin' through lanes
I'm rollin' ah wood, I'm rollin' some kush
In a Big back wood, it's keepin' me sane, we camp in ya bush
And then we go push like Fortnite, we been drillin' the same
Was gettin' it done, I'm crackin' them threes, that boy takin' weed
I'm makin' him pay, just put that shit on, I'm wearin' my mask
Don't give a fuck if I hop out in that bape
If I see that boy out, he ain't gettin' no pass
I'm gettin' up with him, I'm takin' his chain, that wocky, I sip it's fuckin' me up, I know it's gon' fuck up my brain
And when I up my glick, don't try no dumb shit, ****
You ain't stoppin' the rain, they talkin' they shit
I'm bendin' they block, just me and my yoppa puttin' in pain
They see me and dip, don't wanna feel my belt, they screamin' out help
Just stay in your lane, uh
They screamin' out help, boy, stay in your lane
He wearin' them newbies, he slipped to his socks
he shouldn't have ran, he knew he was fucked, we bendin' that block
All jump out with yopps and we duck from the cops, cuz them ****, is clucks
Swear it fucked me up, my man had got shot, we bendin' four ways
Tryin' to jump out the truck, you thinkin' you hard and, ****, you not
I'll be the first one that's callin' your bluff
I'm bangin jabar like abdul kareem im droppin' like 100+, they play that backdoor
They tryna slime me out, I'm tryna make sure that it's shut
I was just broke and now I'm havin' my way
Young **** be bippin' out bucks
I told bro to pass it, let's get a basket
Jump out the car, try and see who the fastest
We caught that boy lackin', where was ya strap at'
Cause we got one opp that swear he the maddest
Don't be just rappin', I love the trappin
Why I'm poppin' out drippin' in fashion
They love the dissin', but dodgin', action
Can't wait to catch them lil boys out in traffic
Tryn dip from the law, almost bang out
Cat get to trippin' it aint got no traction
It come to the racks, I gotta get bread
****, I'm uppin my racks i be stackin
Written by: quacere gary
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