[Intro]
If I'on think money than I’m trippin'
Ay, you know me from what?
Ay, you know me from what?
You get-
Yeah
Ay, you know me from-
Uh, hold up
Ay
[Verse]
Ay, you know me from what?
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
You get money like who?
Ain't no lean I throw up
I’m jus' dodging that flu
Ain't seen Saw in a minute
He been dashin' through coupes
Why you lyin' to bitches?
When they weak to the truth
In her dream, I show up
Xanax ain't for grownups
30's do what they do
Like it when you slow up
Treat me like a grownup
Spent that jus' to show you
Tinted when I’m at home
I been worried bout’ you
Treat me like a grownup
Spent that jus' to show you
Tintеd that when I’m at home
I been worried bout' you
I got bitchеs on listen
And I'm used to that hoe
All my interviews, she talk to me like she know me
When I'm never alone
I be high, think I’m doly
I keep wasting my money
I jus' sipped a lil' Rollie
I got niggas that hate me
Cause they still scared to grow up
Can't go back to LA
I'on wanna pour up
Pink and purp, Hollywood
That shit made me throw up
Dirty Fantas in whips
She like “Hope you slow up”
Never hit her again
Bitch, you talkin' for what?
Karma made me slow up
Stomach made me slow up
How you really know us?
Know what's better for luck?
I think niggas is switchin'
But I don't care, I'm with what?
If I'on think money than I’m trippin'
Ay, you know me from what?
Ay, you know me from what?
You get-
Yeah
Ay, you know me from-
Uh, hold up
Ay
[Verse]
Ay, you know me from what?
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
You get money like who?
Ain't no lean I throw up
I’m jus' dodging that flu
Ain't seen Saw in a minute
He been dashin' through coupes
Why you lyin' to bitches?
When they weak to the truth
In her dream, I show up
Xanax ain't for grownups
30's do what they do
Like it when you slow up
Treat me like a grownup
Spent that jus' to show you
Tinted when I’m at home
I been worried bout’ you
Treat me like a grownup
Spent that jus' to show you
Tintеd that when I’m at home
I been worried bout' you
I got bitchеs on listen
And I'm used to that hoe
All my interviews, she talk to me like she know me
When I'm never alone
I be high, think I’m doly
I keep wasting my money
I jus' sipped a lil' Rollie
I got niggas that hate me
Cause they still scared to grow up
Can't go back to LA
I'on wanna pour up
Pink and purp, Hollywood
That shit made me throw up
Dirty Fantas in whips
She like “Hope you slow up”
Never hit her again
Bitch, you talkin' for what?
Karma made me slow up
Stomach made me slow up
How you really know us?
Know what's better for luck?
I think niggas is switchin'
But I don't care, I'm with what?
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