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Lingo
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Lingo was released on February 21, 2025 by Waste No Time (WNT) as a part of the album Lingo - Single
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Release DateFebruary 21, 2025
LabelWaste No Time (WNT)
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM64

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SheLuvChase
SheLuvChase
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chase Clarence Nichols
Chase Clarence Nichols
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prod.Siel
Prod.Siel
Producer

Lyrics

Bitch in love know she steal my lingo
Bitch in love know she steal my antidote
Bitch in love know she steal my lingo
Bitch in love know she steal my antidote
Bitch in love know she steal my lingo
Bitch in love know she steal my antidote
Yeah **** broke he can't even pay his mortgage
The way I'm going up to these **** feel like torcher
You know I'm pulling from the three, I'm a torch em
You know I'm ten toes down, on the porch
You know we running shit down, bring the force
Know my shit shout loud, lot of horse
Know my shit shout loud, lot of horse
I'm a slide them bands, yeah from me to yours
Fire raining know it hit like meteors
Emotions screaming so my voice sounding hoarse
Rub my fingers through the hair and through the course
Getting to the box, yeah that's of course
Gotta step on shit, yeah that's no choice
Leave em' dead, yeah leave no remorse
I need bands I'm like yeah that's of course
Chasing bags coming all out my pores
**** dreaming wanna buy all the store
In the stu, yeah you know it's za galore
Word of advice, yeah make a thousand more
Different nationality, go on tour
NBA roster, know I go on tour
I got bands, but I need a thousand more
Never hide, but I see them through the scope
Need my hoe ass, Amber Rose
Bitch in love, know she steal my lingo
Bitch in love, know she steal my antidote
Boy talking, but his whip kinda slow
Fake choker on his neck, gotta go
Pain around my neck, no can't ever show it
Less information, keep my view distorted
Know I like to step on shit, I'm the oldest
Know my mom raised her son, I'm the oldest
Been living so my heart sit the coldest
Standing on ten, feeling like a soldier
Standing on ten, like the way I'm molded
Feel like young Brady, lil' Chase goated
Feel like lil' Mosey, lil' Chase noticed
Ben Franklin, yeah lil' Chase known to fold it
This my song, yeah you know I wrote it
This my song, yeah you know I wrote it
Real deal pain, yeah can't never show it
Never rock a plain, I might go insane
If I rock a plain, know I gotta change
It's too many **** talking on my name
It's too many **** talking on my name
It's too many **** talking on my name
It's too many **** talking on my name
Written by: Chase Clarence Nichols
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