Dead the Rumors (feat. Cha$e & Duce)

Catch me rolling sticky
If you iffy can't be wit me
Wit these bitches I ain't picky
I get jiggy we get litty woah

Catch me rolling sticky
If you iffy can't be wit me
Wit these bitches I ain't picky
I get jiggy we get litty woah

I got a rack I don't spend a dime
You think you slick wit that number 9
You know the numbers they never lie
I knew we would fuck I'm ahead of time
I am so clutch I'm a fedderline
Gave her some pills and I fed her lines
I need that real I need better vibes
Cop a civilian she bussin bussin
Oh you a rapper rapper this a function function
I just had to ask you always up to something
Juice wet yo mouth that's a spasm
Stretch the bitch like elastic
Focus poking stroke magic
Holy Ghost wraith galactic
Might dunk ya bitch like a baptist
Might sprinkle ya hoe like a catholic

I just bust a check that bih was like a tumor
Fuck a uber we maneuver filling up the school bus
Got the shooters wit the uzi never less than 2 of em
Fuck assuming how they moving gotta dead the rumors

I just bust a check that bih was like a tumor
Fuck a uber we maneuver filling up the school bus
Got the shooters wit the uzi never less than 2 of em
Fuck assuming how they moving gotta dead the rumors

Pull up Wit the chains out
Real shit what u ain't bout
Yes my name Chase but I never been chased out
Pussy niggas chase clout
Pussy know what Chase bout
When that money call then I'm sorry pussy Chase out
Slide though ya function is something disgusting
These niggas be looking so nervous
She keep on staring while lighters keep flaring this weed really serving it's purpose
She wanna give me sum service
Clean I don't need no detergent
That blower on me thats deterrent
That bullshit u talking defer it
Bucket say pull up he just got paid today
This liquor got me leaning like a fade away
Duce slide down wit freaks and we don't pay to play
Scope on rifle hit you from like way away
Fuck a Rival bitch I'm trying to make a play
Fuck Yo title bitch we tryna make away
Scramble wit the hating nigga stay away
Scope on rifle hit u from like way away

I just bust a check that bih was like a tumor
Fuck a uber we maneuver filling up the school bus
Got the shooters wit the uzi never less than 2 of em
Fuck assuming how they moving gotta dead the rumors

Coupe to coupe like its nothing
G body to the function
6 12s we bumping
Bitch fuckin no discussion

Im Whiping the whip like i whip
Like a lil kid i need chips
Pissy mattress she flip
Yo pockets short like a imp

Get sas homie mask on me bags only we get
She mop on it sloppy on it, giving toppy on that dick
Cash out when i fit
U niggas just counting yo cent
U niggas just pouty and shit
I get it i got it i get

Got niggas in the feild niggas that kill
Nigga took a deal for they shit
Know niggas on coke niggas on pills n niggas just real with that shit

Counting 100 band 100 man
My nigga aint telling they gunning man
U doing that dance kalled the runnin man
Dont fuck with the boy u dont understand

Energy is Contagious