Lyrics: Cameron Charles McEachern
Music: Cameron Charles McEachern
She want me to chase her
I got to much on my mind so girl I’ll see you later
Even thought you hella fine you still behind the paper
What can I say?
Ima a money chaser
[slayer]
What can I say I’m a money chaser x4
[skyte]
I’m so sick of you
If I keep going up then I might **** round hit the roof
These n*ggas gossiping that’s what them bitches do
I can’t trust a soul I’m way too cynical
Scorpion finish you
Gotta watch what you do or get into
Keep it subliminal
Get back in my life when you did wrong considered a miracle
I’m doing big shit and you moving minimal
I can tell yo man a L cause you looking miserable
[slayer]
Im sending shots out but these not clinical
So many racks but this is still the minimal amount
Tryna say im broke like nga you peep the visual amount
That bitch is fine im unzipping her gown
What does thе hunnid stand for its the rounds
And the money
Ngas was laughing at mе tryna rap like what about now is it funny
Ngas said i wasn't gonna make racks like look at you now you dummy
Dat bitch come over buss it down for
Walking outside its freezing cold even though outside its sunny
[back and forth]
I can’t trust em even when they say they got me
Any n*gga that try to step get folded origami
She asked if I love her I’m like I don’t know but prolly
But bitch you can hit the door I’m not the type to say sorry
I don’t know why all these other n*ggas copy
Take the weight up off my shoulders like I’m rock lee
She wanna ride on me all night like Kawasaki
Dat bih really sucking my soul out
What am sipping? A slight 4 ounce
Bitch I conquered it no you can’t match my Haki
Dat bih wanna take all of my money call her Nami
There’s a lot it we getting all this broccoli
Stepping on necks a hobby
She eat on my dick like takis
I’m tryna get away
Yeah I’ve been living great
I’m doing 185 on the interstate
She wanna come to crib this no dinner date
I spent all my racks I’ll make it again today
That nigga tryna talk shit you know he get sent away
All of the shit you wearing is trash throw that in a bin today
This shit got me raging out I’m bouta eviserate
Nobody listen to the shit you make yuh
Nobody listens to the shit you make
What can I say ? Imma money chaser x4