
Grape Jam hooligan chase
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[Intro]
Lil' ho
Ta-ta-ta-ta, hey
Ow, ow
Lil' Chase be the beat plug
[Chorus]
I spit fire, no skate brand
Lil' bitch sniff white like a rape van
I'm Hooligan, bitches love me like a spray tan
Fuck a friend, I wan' make fans
Not tomorrow, no no no
Like, today, man
Not tomorrow, no no no
Like, today, man
Smokin' Purp
Look like grape jam
Smokin' Purp
Look like grape jam
[Verse]
Bird bitch said she horny like a ram
Artichoke, but like smoke, we got cheese, but where the ham
Twitter bitch butt, trying to be father of them
Then I take her to my email and I turn her into spam
Flaming Chips Ahoy, bitch I'm cookie'd out
Shorty look at me like "ah, sookie sookie now"
Loud pack, smell up with my slimes like a boogie now
New Jax Taylor, all my enemies, I took them out
Got a Gwen Stefani, crunch up on Dasani
That boy smoking Flaka, think he'll figure up my Tommy
If she do the job, she know that she should do it sloppy
I could pull your bitch riding 'round in a jalopy
Lil' ho
Ta-ta-ta-ta, hey
Ow, ow
Lil' Chase be the beat plug
[Chorus]
I spit fire, no skate brand
Lil' bitch sniff white like a rape van
I'm Hooligan, bitches love me like a spray tan
Fuck a friend, I wan' make fans
Not tomorrow, no no no
Like, today, man
Not tomorrow, no no no
Like, today, man
Smokin' Purp
Look like grape jam
Smokin' Purp
Look like grape jam
[Verse]
Bird bitch said she horny like a ram
Artichoke, but like smoke, we got cheese, but where the ham
Twitter bitch butt, trying to be father of them
Then I take her to my email and I turn her into spam
Flaming Chips Ahoy, bitch I'm cookie'd out
Shorty look at me like "ah, sookie sookie now"
Loud pack, smell up with my slimes like a boogie now
New Jax Taylor, all my enemies, I took them out
Got a Gwen Stefani, crunch up on Dasani
That boy smoking Flaka, think he'll figure up my Tommy
If she do the job, she know that she should do it sloppy
I could pull your bitch riding 'round in a jalopy
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