[Verse 1: Chase Racks]
I used to walk em' down the freeway
Get an opp for his chain and flip on Ebay
I flip packs of gas like Speedway
Getting fast to the bag, it's fuck what he say
Come out brody, why you hiding?
In a V with my chop, I get to sliding
Me and my guys be always plotting
Spin a block, send a shot, and now its silent
[Chorus: Chase Racks]
Run up on bro and I clicked at his mans
Like
They politic cause they fans
Shoot two, shoot three, know I'm good with my hands
Like
Spreading my cash like jam
My bread always stashed, got racks, no scams
Huh
Sprinter, catch up in a van
He really not bout' it, I shot and he ran
I'll kill him, my chop finna blow like a fan
[Verse 2: Chase Racks]
Cap and he lied about living in projects
Catch you outside with my guys, you gon' die next
I'm still on timing, I got it and got checks
Fuck what you thought, know the city said I'm next
I used to walk em' down the freeway
Get an opp for his chain and flip on Ebay
I flip packs of gas like Speedway
Getting fast to the bag, it's fuck what he say
Come out brody, why you hiding?
In a V with my chop, I get to sliding
Me and my guys be always plotting
Spin a block, send a shot, and now its silent
[Chorus: Chase Racks]
Run up on bro and I clicked at his mans
Like
They politic cause they fans
Shoot two, shoot three, know I'm good with my hands
Like
Spreading my cash like jam
My bread always stashed, got racks, no scams
Huh
Sprinter, catch up in a van
He really not bout' it, I shot and he ran
I'll kill him, my chop finna blow like a fan
[Verse 2: Chase Racks]
Cap and he lied about living in projects
Catch you outside with my guys, you gon' die next
I'm still on timing, I got it and got checks
Fuck what you thought, know the city said I'm next
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