Lyrics Thriller - Chaser

Strolling down the street
While I'm rolling up the weed
Bitches think I'm slick
Cause I'm always looking clean
Pussies talking shit
Then they wanting on my team
Now I am so hot
So now they wanting all my green

I flip some packs with ease
My icy neck gon freeze
I got some packs, I made some racks I'm robbin wit a ski
I'm grinding all my green
The buyers gonna fiend
My jacket is so clean
Got bape, yeezy, supreme

Spitting them facts
Smoking them packs
All over the map
Tryna get me some racks
I got a bad bitch
And all of you know this
My flow is the coldest
I gotta stay focused
My weed is so potent
She hit it she choking
She lovin my rollin
So high that we floating
I'm gonna keep going
The paper is growing
This track I am owning
The snacks I am mowing
I want the paper
That's why the name chaser
She liking my flavor
Rip city go blazers
I'm tryna eat
Sign a label next week
And I'm losing my sleep
Smoke a joint now I reek
Tryna stay A1 all up in the game
Cruise down the street homies screaming my name
Up to the top only sight when I aim
Tryna bring you good shit and stay out with the lame

Smoking og with the realist
Hanging with the drug dealers
Going crazy we goreallas
Paparazzi snapping pictures
Roll the joints cause we the builders
Get the papers make the filters
Grab that og, grab the liquor
Get that money bring the strippers

Strolling down the street
While I'm rolling up the weed
Bitches think I'm slick
Cause I'm always looking clean
Pussies talking shit
Then they wanting on my team
Now I am so hot
So now they wanting all my green

I flip some packs with ease
My icy neck gon freeze
I got some packs, I made some racks I'm robbin wit a ski
I'm grinding all my green
The buyers gonna fiend
My jacket is so clean
Got bape, yeezy, supreme

I'm countin these racks
I'm toting a mac
I'm hitting some licks tryna get up my stacks
I'm getting my green
I'm drinking this lean
Got shooters that kill and they up on my team
Got a 50 in my jean
Got a trap house in Eugene
I am a fuckin kingpin
And I'm only 16
Louis on my pants
All my diamonds dancin
If you need a pound you better call me in advance
This ain't no fucking game
I only smoke la flame
Me an chaser started broke now we just ball like Dame

Rollin backwoods
Yea we ain't smokin no damn swishers
I'm drinking all this liquor
And I'm fucking up my liver
Im flipping up the pounds man my bank is gettin bigger
Man the rova goin fast but the weed is burning quicker

Strolling down the street
While I'm rolling up the weed
Bitches think I'm slick
Cause I'm always looking clean
Pussies talking shit
Then they wanting on my team
Now I am so hot
So now they wanting all my green

I flip some packs with ease
My icy neck gon freeze
I got some packs, I made some racks I'm Robbin wit a ski
I'm grinding all my green
The buyers gonna fiend
My jacket is so clean

Hopping out A benz
We ain't counting tens
Fucking with her friends
Pack it with a pen
Play it play it and play it again
Like it repost and then show all your friends
Give me the hunnids I only want bands
Give me the papers and 28 grams
Roll up an element
Yeah I'm just killing it
Grind till we get a hit
Grind till we finish it
I'm in 1st place and you know that I'm winning it
Tryna get a check
14k up on my neck
My ex hit me with a text
Every bitch say I'm the best
Got a diamond on my chest
Putting sharpies on her breast
Every bitch I'm with undressed
When I leave they get obsessed
They say chaser are you hot
I said do you have to guess
Uh