DOUBT IT Chase Atlantic
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[Verse 1: Mitchel Cave]
Yeah, ayy, pick a time and a place
After hours or the middle of day
Fuck it, you can even pull up with security
I promise, the outcome is never gonna change (Is never gonna change, yeah)
Yeah, put a pussy in its place
Whole team full of criminals, it's in our DNA
Full tank, gassed up, I ain't hitting the brakes
So after I write this hook, it's an upper-cut to the face, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Mitchel Cave]
Still cocaine stains on my Nikes (Hey)
Take drugs, stay high, do it high-key (Hey)
Said I would flip packs until I O.D.
But all these people fuckin' hatin' finally like me
Molly had your bitch doin' backflips (Woah-oh)
Two percs, one xan, that's a hat-trick (Woah)
This the butterfly effect, one foot on their necks
Got the other full-force on the gas, bitch
[Chorus: Mitchel Cave]
Said you're gettin' on the road, make a couple grand a show
But I really fuckin' doubt it (Doubt it), yeah
Put your money where your mouth is
Lay it on the counter, rip it open, let me count it, yeah
I got your girlfriend on my right side
She's tryna joyride in the Audi, yeah
She said she love me, but I doubt it, yeah
You said you're poppin', boy, I doubt it
Yeah, ayy, pick a time and a place
After hours or the middle of day
Fuck it, you can even pull up with security
I promise, the outcome is never gonna change (Is never gonna change, yeah)
Yeah, put a pussy in its place
Whole team full of criminals, it's in our DNA
Full tank, gassed up, I ain't hitting the brakes
So after I write this hook, it's an upper-cut to the face, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Mitchel Cave]
Still cocaine stains on my Nikes (Hey)
Take drugs, stay high, do it high-key (Hey)
Said I would flip packs until I O.D.
But all these people fuckin' hatin' finally like me
Molly had your bitch doin' backflips (Woah-oh)
Two percs, one xan, that's a hat-trick (Woah)
This the butterfly effect, one foot on their necks
Got the other full-force on the gas, bitch
[Chorus: Mitchel Cave]
Said you're gettin' on the road, make a couple grand a show
But I really fuckin' doubt it (Doubt it), yeah
Put your money where your mouth is
Lay it on the counter, rip it open, let me count it, yeah
I got your girlfriend on my right side
She's tryna joyride in the Audi, yeah
She said she love me, but I doubt it, yeah
You said you're poppin', boy, I doubt it
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