che
flat
Smoke yo mans then faint (Ohhhh)
I'm pourin the dirty ass drank
Ya hoe a dirty lil skank
Yeah, it's some lows I'm giving away
This hoe act so dank
Five star shit, lo mein
Broke boy yo shit fake
Yeah, who told you that's okay? (Yeahhhhh)
Perc make me "That's So Raven" (Ahhhhhhh)
I don't really got no taste
No I don't fuck with Jakes (Yeahhhhhh)
But yeah I fuck with Bape
Yeah I fuck with Chase bank (Ohhhhhh)
Nigga cause Chase is my name
Yo bitch ain't ask for no age (Whoooooo)
I put my dick in her face
ARP goin so cray
You coppin crates off of craigslist
Boy, yo dumb ass page
I ain't never had no phase
She ain't never had a flat
Fuck it, told her throw that pussy back
Rich money don't fap
I'm in your relatеd tracks (Ahhhhhh)
Letras de cancionesBut we don't relate a bag nigga
Fat monеy, fat stacks (Yeahhhhh)
I ain't never pop no tags nigga
I'm on tour, I'm piecin Saks
I be really in the lab nigga
While these niggas on some flats
Yeah, bet your hoe will know my at nigga
And she knowing where we at
Yeah, that shit sad yuh
I could never go like that, yuh
Ain't no ration, yuh
Big ass bullets to your pastor, yuh
Fakin out(?), I'm on acid yuh
Broke nigga still at Pacsun yuh
Broke ass nigga, and im taxing ya
Don't give a hell rich bastard yuh
He an actor now?
Boy you'll get boxed out Pacquiao (Yeahhhh)
Pffft pack him up
2016 sold yak a lot (2016 sold bricks)
Is you mad or nah?
I take a flat then a dab like yup
I don't ask a lot but nigga I don't live passive yuh
Yo bitch she immaculate
Im in her mouth like a peppermint
I want sex that's it, and maybe a lil bit of ecstasy
Yeah, im a reverend
These niggas know it ain't no testing me
Who's next we'll see
I'll really have these niggas dead in a week
From Letras Mania