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Chat
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On Tour
Hip-Hop
Chat was released on May 21, 2026 by PEGGY as a part of the album EXPERIMENTAL RAP
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Release DateMay 21, 2026
LabelPEGGY
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM144

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JPEGMAFIA
JPEGMAFIA
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
JPEGMAFIA
JPEGMAFIA
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JPEGMAFIA
JPEGMAFIA
Producer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Chat, chat
Chat, okay
Chat
[Chorus]
Chat, point me to the house
I'm upping this bitch right now
Free Rodney Hinton Jr.
Stop letting them kill my child
Free Lee lee, Free D. Chauvin
So they can put that bitch in the ground
I'm upping this bitch right now
These ghost guns, don't make no sound
[Verse 1]
Aye, they killing our kids with them pop guns
I'm riding 'round town with a shotgun
Act cool, we gon' let 'em feel hot ones
Never switch sides like OVO Popcaan
Who this white bitch calling the cops on?
You broke with nothing to put a lock on
I'm floating on everything that I hop on
I'm the ghost of O.J. and Johnny Cochran
**** don't know how to play it when I hop on
I'm the wrong little **** to try to pop on
I see you Diddy-ass **** still stalking
.45 got that bite for a bargain, I muzzled the barrel
This bite for your barking, I'm done with the talking
**** be knowing they pussy, I stare at your carcass, little ****, I don't see no dog in it
Fucking her like Mr. Marcus, you treat 'em like Trump, you a ho giving out all the pardons
I told my Russian bitch, Donald is puppeting, this pussy **** a Sputnik
Vote for Peggy, no funny shit, breaking the covenant, never missing my target like Thomas did
[Chorus]
Chat, point me to the house
I'm upping this bitch right now
Free Rodney Hinton Jr.
Stop letting them kill my child
Free Lee lee, Free D. Chauvin
So they can put that bitch in the ground
I'm upping this bitch right now
These ghost guns, don't make no sound
[Verse 2]
All of these movements is coming unglued, no talking, just pick up and shoot
The civil war started, we need more recruits
We got sticks and militias, the chicks out the coupe
All of this ice on my neck, they gon' try to remove, got my people in danger, they voting for you
Yeah, my daddy came here with no socks and no shoes, just some sticks in the mud and a yop in the boot
I cannot leave my house if I don't got the tool
Keep one eye open for the ones in the blue
I don't eat bacon, I give it the blues
Aim at that bopper and switch up his hue
I do not see a rank, so my hand won't salute
I got bullets for the traitors and liars in suits
I got a prior, I can't leave the coupe
I'm not admired by **** who lose
Plant my feet and get ready to bop, she feel like a Kennedy, I'm hitting her top
They looking for me like my **** Osama, these cave bitches harboring me for the summer
Thought certain **** would keep it 100, I swear these **** more like the runnas
Still bumping Ye, you know I was gonna
These **** jump out the street when they wanna
[Chorus]
Chat, point me to the house
I'm upping this bitch right now
Free Rodney Hinton Jr.
Stop letting them kill my child
Free Lee lee, Free D. Chauvin
So they can put that bitch in the ground
I'm upping this bitch right now
These ghost guns, don't make no sound
Written by: JPEGMAFIA
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