Chase Racks – Connect Lyrics
Artist: Chase Racks
Song: Connect
Sliding on Gz, if I up imma bend blocks
Two-three in my Glock, I send shots
Hit the connect get him lined with a red dot
Roll a spliff, feeling dead off of dead opps
I need a shooter I hit the connect
Get him boomed, imma aim for his head
Two in my tool imma shoot at his dreads
He a fool we been knew he a fed
Sliding on Gz, if I up imma bend blocks
Two-three in my Glock, I send shots
Hit the connect get him lined with a red dot
Roll a spliff, feeling dead off of dead opps
I need a shooter I hit the connect
Get him boomed, imma aim for his head
Two in my tool imma shoot at his dreads
He a fool we been knew he a fed
[Like
No cops on my side, you can’t come around
He a opp, my guys out there hunting him down
Now the next opp not gon’ be running around, [Like
He was a
[Look, look
He was a victim
Not by the cops and its not by the system
Just by the shots that we sent, bullets ripped em’
Bro flipping packs and I shipped em’
f#ck it I been in this sh#t it ain’t new to me
Two on my linens and ten on my jewelry
Who really listen and who really cool with me?
Who really blitzing and who really shoot for me?
Two in the system and two in a coupe with me
School wasn’t sh#t, I had two opportunities
Had to go get it, that money not new to me
I had to
[I had to
I had to get to the money
No sh#t, I had grips that I sticked for the money
This sh#t ain’t a 5th what I did, it’s no funny
Look
Throw a TD, FTV like I’m Bledsoe
Spin in a V, now that guy got a headstone
Got a whole team in the trap, feel like Esco
Sliding on Gz, if I up imma bend blocks
Two-three in my Glock, I send shots
Hit the connect get him lined with a red dot
Roll a spliff, feeling dead off of dead opps
I need a shooter I hit the connect
Get him boomed, imma aim for his head
Two in my tool imma shoot at his dreads
He a fool we been knew he a fed
Sliding on Gz, if I up imma bend blocks
Two-three in my Glock, I send shots
Hit the connect get him lined with a red dot
Roll a spliff, feeling dead off of dead opps
I need a shooter I hit the connect
Get him boomed, imma aim for his head
Two in my tool imma shoot at his dreads
He a fool we been knew he a fed
All the shots that I send be so accurate
Glock, when we bend swear to god I’m not passing it
Time we see ending for opps if I’m gassing it
If I see seven, shoot ten and they having it
Never leave with no chop, sh#t I’m packing it
Lack just one time and you never gon’ lack again
Cause you dead if the upping and blasting it
At your head if you thought you outlasting it
2021 whole gang really moving too sturdy
Now sh#t ain’t funny when I’m pulling up to school, outside at 2:30
Smoke never settles b#tch, it’s still on f#cking sight if I’m in New Jersey
[You b#tch
Could really get into it with your f#cking team because ya crew dirty
Swear I really be moving with demons
Stay with my blues, with the blues and we scheming
Leave the scene, we gon’ flock him and leave him
Drilling and spinning, sh#t come in a sequence
He all bark and no bite, but I bite back
Talk and we get him on sight, get him right back
Not in my sight, then your guys on the right track
He tryna die, get him lined and I’ll strike back
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From the album:
CONNECT [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021