Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Aaron
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Aaron
Engineer
ProducerX
Producer
Lyrics
Ah
Ah
Ah
Uh
Chases
Chases
Chases
Yeah
Last announcement
Working all week need a thousand houses
On the floor i might fuck your spouses
Run up tell her surgeon you don't know what the mouth did
Ahhh
We in the back now
Gotta pull up with a thousand for the club now
In the circuit tryna race now
When these bitches tryna gamble with my bank now
You hear me
Thousand hunting down them bitches
Diamond riches
Got a presidential listed i can't miss it
Gotta
Find my vision i been stuck inside a mission
Feeling dizzy when they alter television for the children i got
Many houses out
The burbs acred out
My chauffeur follow the route
For different houses
Couple spouses round
All my houses
Ion really hear the sound
Of what they mouths did
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Chases
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Chases
She said can you birkin bag
I said hell nah
Since the rags i been round and been working man
I said hell nah
Yeah
Black skinny nigga
Couple cats couple cats tryna remi nigga
Yeah
Pull up on me with a semi nigga
Acrobatic but i cannot flip on any nigga
Yeah
Oo
I don't a pen and paper
Fuck your rules man i don't need to cater
Yeah
Settle down before the steak come
Took a sip i don't care if they lace em
Yeah
Yeah
Ee yeahhh
Uh yeahhh ouuu
Ohhhh
I can't waste more time
Told me you were mine
Thirty for the dime
We fell outta line
Writer(s): James Aaron
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