Chase Baby feat. Flipside Moton - Whole Mess paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Whole Mess - Chase Baby feat. Flipside Moton



Yo, Yo, Yo
Back in the day I was living dirty
Now a days I'm whole mess
Was rappin' and ain't none of you bitches heard me
Look at me now got you all pressed
Look at me now got u tight huh
Mad I'm out here livin life huh
Ain't rush my relations with none you dirty birdies
I waited out for the right one
Rub on my belly like buddha boo
Cocked and loaded don't know who to shoot
All you look suitable
I came with fortitude
Clicked up like fruity loop
Debunked the fuck shit
My hustle game thru the roof
Whoa there go Chase the Baby
Sit back and behold and I grace the pavement
You say that I'm cocky you fuckin' bet it
On yo bottom dollar and yo fucked up credit
I feel like I just walked in the stadium
Threw me up 81
Came in some labias
Ain't shit to say to ya
Floors adorned with corpses
Im envokin corpus habeas
My lips is sealed like a kiss from a rose
I sprenkenzy cheddar cheese
Check on me only if checks in my ledger
New legends I leg up and let it leak
Double dip sass and some ketamine
Just to level me
Allegedly
All you doubt my legacy
Oh Golly
Jeepers Creepers
Here to feast on brains and peepers
See no evil
That's okay
I bet ya heard me
Behind ya
Ya neck is turnin'
Pressed a permanent foot in the building
Brought my whole my hood in the building
Like what's really good in the building
Ain't stopping this money train, chuggin' smoke
Cuz I know if you could ya been woulda killed me
Peeled my cap but you cap a lot
Put a scar on yo face but ain't Z-Ro on mine word to Rap-A-Lot
Sink my fangs in it like Dracula
Suck the life from it
And put the game on top my scapulas
Most of you lack the acumen
I'm gift of gabbin' while you jibber jabber
Fuck you, the horse you rode in on, the saddle
You hap hazard I can hackey sack the baggage you barley shleppin'
Swear, that you got a foot up on me
Bitch you wear an eleven
If you bubblin' I'm rare effervescence
Matter fact don't even stare in my section
You scared to put effort in, bitch ya nervous
You just lippin' service
When the jury been sent the verdict
I done got way wit murder
Got ways with words and
My hot hand will hurt em don't urk em
When curtains close I hit the perfect pose
Lately I been in my Birken bag
They plan to flip on me it hurts to know
But now I got a plan to hurt em back
I'm watching these kids like I'm Bernie Mac
Shaking my head like I'm Michael J
Tryna stop me dead while I'm burnin' tracks
But like a semi truck I'm finna find a weigh
Back in the day I was living dirty
Now a days I'm whole mess
Was rappin' and ain't none of you bitches heard me
Look at me now got you all pressed
Look at me now got u tight huh
Mad I'm out here livin life huh
Ain't rush my relations with none you dirty birdies
I waited out for the right one
Back in the day I was living dirty
Now a days I'm whole mess
Was rappin' and ain't none of you bitches heard me
Look at me now got you all pressed
Look at me now got u tight huh
Mad I'm out here livin life huh
Ain't rush my relations with none you dirty birdies
I waited out for the right one
Yeah yeah
Back in the day I was livin' dirty
Lean in my soda I'm sippin' dirty
Back in the stu' at 11:30
I just might fuck ya boo and then flip the birdie
And I'm working on something it got me nervous
Can't be no bum know I got a purpose
And you sellin that bull you not a merchant
You still in the pool can't scratch the surface
Bet my album the best that you heard
Cuz I'm always gone put in the work
Talkin shovel get put in the dirt
Fuck a deal bitch I know my worth
I be leaving my haters so hurt
How you killin but you never merk
How you rappin like you popped a perc
On my wave they won't let me surf
They fuck with me
They fuck with me I Know
Walk up to me and always say I'm cold
Walk up to me and always say I'm dope
We gotta link they wanna do a song
Play a beat and I ain doin wrong
Fucked up my knee and I just wanna ball
Niggas talk and never wanna walk
Can't run with me no you gotta crawl
Uh
Growing up is hard
I'm have trouble chasing my dreams
I came from the Boulevard
Y'all niggas never been in my streets
I'm so glad I got a new girl
She give me whatever I need
Sometimes I don't wanna talk
When she call I play like I'm sleep
Back in the day I was living dirty
Now a days I'm whole mess
Was rappin' and ain't none of you bitches heard me
Look at me now got you all pressed
Look at me now got u tight huh
Mad I'm out here livin life huh
Ain't rush my relations with none you dirty birdies
I waited out for the right one
Back in the day I was living dirty
Now a days I'm whole mess
Was rappin' and ain't none of you bitches heard me
Look at me now got you all pressed
Look at me now got u tight huh
Mad I'm out here livin life huh
Ain't rush my relations with none you dirty birdies
I waited out for the right one



Writer(s): Chase Scott


Chase Baby feat. Flipside Moton - The Blue Collar 2
Album The Blue Collar 2
date de sortie
20-08-2021



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