No Pt - Chase

How you hating on me and you broke
I'm Throwing hundreds racks all on the floor
Choker chain Cuban link I'm bound to choke
Shit hurt my neck i got back pain this solid gold
I like to flex I leave tags on my coats
Said she was in love I felt bad for the hoe
I was Laughing and shit I thought it was joke
She must not know I'm here to get throat and go
I'm touching money won't ask your ass for shit
Boy give me ya hand I'm out here taking risks
4g auto the wheels scat pack doing tricks
I'm yo hoe Lock Screen no I don't need a pick or roll
Both of my ears on froze
Breaks ain't fixed gotta stay on go
She a demon look me in my eyes whenever she blow
Got caught up again momma told me I'm reckless
Bought a new Rollie first watch She gone eat me for breakfast
Im related to Nike just do it no checking
Put a bag on his head suite life I'm decking
Why you mad at me it's not my fault that she looking
Fry a pig like a bacon tinted windows we cooking
Don't give a fuck bout the whip if it drive we push it
Pick six nigga threw me a play we booking
Bought a jeep same day I was riding with doors off
Pop two or three percs I'm in class bout doze off
Line up with these clippers we chopping his fro off
Sent shots to his head he woke up with a Mohawk
She said I'm disrespectful for real like wassup with me
This bitch took my kids some like I was losing custody
No I won't hit her up back in school she ain't fuck with me
Off lean I activate pop percs it get ugly
How you hating on me and you broke
I'm Throwing hundreds racks all on the floor
Choker chain Cuban link I'm bound to choke
Shit hurt my neck i got back pain this solid gold
I like to flex I leave tags on my coats
Said she was in love I felt bad for the hoe
I was Laughing and shit I thought it was joke
She must not know I'm here to get throat and go

Written by:
Elijah Collins

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