Chase
30 on me that's a lot of ammo
Boy don't come around me wit no leaf I'd rather smoke a camo
Pockets fatter than a camel
If I have to up the stick and FAH I'm aiming for enamel
I got more bread than a chicken pita
My girl from Mexico she made me a cheesy gordita
Galick gun on me I feel like Vegeta
Whipped up a turkey and I served it I feel like Serena
I can tell you struggling I see it in yo face
He got outta line nina put him in his place
I could never go without keep it on my waist
Always been the catch I ain't never have to chase
I can tell you struggling I see it in yo face
He got outta line nina put him in his place
I could never go without keep it on my waist
Always been the catch I ain't never have to chase
Never had to chase boy you sound dumb as hell
I don't gotta do much of nothing to make a sale
Walk in the room they can tell by the smell
Auntie went OT I had to ship it through the mail
8er to the face got me slower than a snail
Shorty in my mix I couldn't even leave a trail
I'm on the road day and night trynna make a sale
Bows strong as hell they been lifting dumbbells
Gas so loud she thought it was laced
Aye I don't never pass it boy you know I face
Can't nobody hold me down call me Mase
How you 23 and still broke boy that's a disgrace
I can tell you struggling I see it in yo face
He got outta line nina put him in his place
I could never go without keep it on my waist
Always been the catch I ain't never have to chase
Boy don't come around me wit no leaf I'd rather smoke a camo
Pockets fatter than a camel
If I have to up the stick and FAH I'm aiming for enamel
I got more bread than a chicken pita
My girl from Mexico she made me a cheesy gordita
Galick gun on me I feel like Vegeta
Whipped up a turkey and I served it I feel like Serena
I can tell you struggling I see it in yo face
He got outta line nina put him in his place
I could never go without keep it on my waist
Always been the catch I ain't never have to chase
I can tell you struggling I see it in yo face
He got outta line nina put him in his place
I could never go without keep it on my waist
Always been the catch I ain't never have to chase
Never had to chase boy you sound dumb as hell
I don't gotta do much of nothing to make a sale
Walk in the room they can tell by the smell
Auntie went OT I had to ship it through the mail
8er to the face got me slower than a snail
Shorty in my mix I couldn't even leave a trail
I'm on the road day and night trynna make a sale
Bows strong as hell they been lifting dumbbells
Gas so loud she thought it was laced
Aye I don't never pass it boy you know I face
Can't nobody hold me down call me Mase
How you 23 and still broke boy that's a disgrace
I can tell you struggling I see it in yo face
He got outta line nina put him in his place
I could never go without keep it on my waist
Always been the catch I ain't never have to chase
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Writer(s): Juan Broadnax
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