Letra

Look baby, don't be claiming me and shit Hey, just play my song Uh This is where I would normally say "I like This beat" and people you know, do what they do You heard me hoe Yeah I like the fat tongue dunks when the box be blue (Yeah) Ayo Mr Rottweiler, think they watch me too (Hey) I would tell you "take notes", but you probably do I mean I got my own style, I would jock me too (Hey, hey, hey) I'm in expensive five pocket pants 20-20 rocket man I pop off, go blocka blam Boom, shakalacka eh My drink fizzing bubble (Yeah) Got my vision double (Yeah) I go phantom on 'em, I'm not tryna kiss and cuddle (Not, no) Swimming to your bitch through the motion (The motion) Like a fish through the ocean (The ocean) I don't know the strain name, I just know it's potent Tell me 'bout your brain game, Is it really golden (Is it really though?) Whatchu' want the same thing all these other hoes do I'm from Carolina and I'm serving up the soul food I am not the dealer, I'm the one that it was sold to (Huh) She said "Chase, please don't go back to the old you" (Please!) Bitch I told you, I'm bound to get this paper so I went to get the paper Say good morning to the neighbours (Wassup, hello) Assalamualaikum, bitches broken they be bummy A professor, shake and bake 'em (Yeah, yeah) I'm a smooth talker, the cause of a masturbation (Yeah) We might lips another patient, I'm cutting off circulation (For real) She might tell you she faked it, a wonderful demonstration I still hit it, it's amazing, no further investigation, uh (Yeah) I'm finished with that hoe Said I finished on that hoe Get low or you die Get high 'til I die Get low or you die Get high 'til I die Get low or you die Get high 'til I die Get low or you die Get high 'til I die Get- Yeah H-O-O-L
Writer(s): Chase Weaver Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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