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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chase Petrie
Chase Petrie
Songwriter
Jacob Kuhn
Jacob Kuhn
Songwriter

Lyrics

(I hate you big chase) Ayy ayy 4 bad dudes in the whip 130 Better watch out if you tryna come near me Scurvy's what you'll be getting cause it's infectious Restless, needle to the skin no tetanus Next up cause there ain't no question I been hanging out the window no extension No mention, a matter of fact I don't really give a fuck i'ma ruin the act (Faster this shit's boring as fuck bro speed it up) (FASTERRRRRR) (Okay okay okay) (Give me, give me, give me the jam) Bitch give me space if you ain't let me get a taste (No) Stare at my face and i erase if you ain't giving head It's at my pace a little late & now the razor's red I got a date up with this daisy pocket full of posies A little lonely but these thoughts they keep me cozy Yeah you's a bitch & you's a fucking phony It ain't no funny fuckin' bitch you fuckin' No time for fun, 'til it's done hoe Whip it grip it grab to reach my gun Leave you stunned hoe Bitches pay for tickets to the gun show I run hoes Jerk my cock don't leave until it's donezo Rapunzel Pull your hair out rip it take your soul Grab the pole Strip it dance around & drop it to the floor Speakers knocking like the feds like no one home Bitch get a check Bitch keep in check Pop molly in the backseat Bitch give me the jam Bitch get a check Bitch keep in check Pop molly in the backseat Bitch give me the jam GIVE ME THE JAM GIVE ME THE JAM GIVE ME GIVE ME GIVE GIVE GIVE GIVE ME GIVE ME THE JAM
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