Lyrics Do That There 2021 - Chase Baby

I swear I′m coldest white boy on earth
And that's a fact
Aye man a lot of y′all need to quit focusing on other people shit
And go get in your own mother fucking bag
I was gonna put the hook here but I had some shit to talk
I see too many on social media sitting and bitching and moaning
You could be putting that energy into some money mane
For real

Chase Baby Ho, yea

Aye who dat
You need not worry how I do dat
Runnin' dope thru the city like New Jack
Brand New Butter Timbs I'mma bust these in
When they can′t get to me they try to fuck my friends
Take it back to 98′ Benz Bubble Eyed
Freakniks come alive
Ain't none of mine the cuddle kind
Hit as a chili pepper out chea
We gon′ take it to the other side
You got a some money congrats, the fuck you want a prize?
I ain't got the time to coach you
Never been the type to pat you on the back for doin what you sposed to
You made a move same day all the hoes knew
Pillow talkin′ ass might as well flip on ya whole crew
I run a tight ship
Tight lips
Sunrise, night shift
I ain't tryna hear a single gripe
Bitchin′ and moanin'
But you ain't up at 6 in the monin′
I′m finna teach how you live in the moment
Word Life

Aye let me tell a story bout that boy Chase Baby
Rap game fucked up but you can't blame me
Propane running through my veins
My mind spark, tongue flip, spit flame
I got em like
(Ahh hell)
How ya do that there
Got em asking how you do that there
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh
How ya do that there
Imma show you how to do that there

Yo
No fluke shit
Boujee ass ho this ain′t Ruth Chris
Why you acting brand new bitch I thought you do this
Smashin it
Henny and Alize
Thug Passionate
Don't hand me that light ass bag it feel like it need mo cash in it
The play ain′t heavy enjoy
My bezy a bust
An OG told me it's a few of these fools
It′s plenty of us
My cousin sold some drywall to a hype he petty as fuck
Told him reputation proceeds you don't be testing ya luck
Got sick of my old piece and got some new talent
That white a keep em on they toes like new balance
I hear em talking, we different we finna see bout it
And if it's beef imma give em the whole meat mallet
Yea, Uptown
Drake and Bun
Bluff rounds
Fake as fuck
You ain′t talking nice to me
Bitch you breakin up
I turned the devil down, the same deal y′all be takin up
Counting new money, this shit feel better than making love

Aye let me tell a story bout that boy Chase Baby
Rap game fucked up but you can't blame me
Propane running through my veins
My mind spark, tongue flip, spit flame
I got em like
(Ahh hell)
How ya do that there
Got em asking how you do that there
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh
How ya do that there
Imma show you how to do that there