Chase
I cannot be defeated, i pop a 30 believe it
I drop a Vic on my neck an it's freezer and it drip like it's bleedin
Don't come at my neck w no ether, I'll kill a bitch on a feature
Y'all bin lookin really long faced, make me wonder if you eat in
All of my dogs in the deep end gotta couple w me every week day
Rollin blading on the freeway boi we keep in keys W no key chain
Big bags on the seat, money callin it's a chase
DG with the heat, Got J Figs on the chase
I got a sickness
Don't need a witness
Bitch I'm not Docter but I got blue face like it is apart of my biness
She think I'm funny
But ima bout money
I'm keep counting an countin til I finally got something straight outta nothing
Yo girlfriend gon think I m the shit
So if she sucking my dick its a blumpkin
I smash on butt Issa pumpkin then I ghost on a bitch like I'm Haunted
Long pipe like it's keystone
But ima makin her leak like it's legal
All of my dogs they k9 and they in the feild like a begal
I got the bag and the keys
I give it cheap but not free
Less you want smoke with me
Then you get it free an clean
I get a play and run it up so much damn money it look like they fronted us
Picture me back in sprinter truck cus my damn house couldn't hold enough
I'm boutta come in and feast
But no I'm taking a knee
My family gonna say grace and see Im the devil I'm hotter than grease
I'm Whiping the table it's clean
I'm washin my hands in the bleach
Now this shit comin with ease but we was on hands and our knees
We had a bottle to sleep
We had to drink just to keep
Keeping my momma a saint
Ya But she had a nine like she Brees
Writer/s: Dom Gore, Jarrod Figley