Threewoodz – Chasing Lyrics
Artist: Threewoodz
Song: Chasing
[Nelson Jay
Yo’ go go back to the stu n#gg#
Go back and record that sh#t
And instead of doing straightenin {straightenin}
This money Im chasing {chasing}
Blow me away with the k-k
You ain’t safe not even when I vacay
Getting paid 8 ways f#ck a payday
Ha’ ye’ woo’
We gone
b#tch n#gg# we on
Burn up the pound {ye’ ye’}
Hang up the phone
Chorus
This money I’m chasing, chasing, chasing, {hit em up} chasing, chasing, chasing, chasing, {hit em up} chasing, chasing, chasing, chasing, {ye’ grrrr’} chasing, chasing, chasing, {hit em up}
Laser.. {skrt} on my .. tek
Was next {skrt}
I hadda.. lace ha..
With the..
Percocet
Verse1
Told my n#gg# Luan that I’m going in {going in}
Demons on my strings like a violin {violin}
Catch a ninja lacking ima drop 10 {drop 10}
He tried to stay up we made fun of him {haha’}
Too many ID’s like a DMV {dmv}
Got his chain took he was a DT {pew’pew}
Is dangerous huh
Shootout in tours don’t miss the bus {what}
They just lower the window with the fingers stuck
No pass no assist I just hop in {hop in}
If I die my FN is my best friends
No drills with the liqs we just roll in {roll in}
Smoking on bunk so I know that you kappn
Told her to cop me a wood is part of my fashion
I play for the falcons
Backlashes of stealing the purse then I hop in
The play was so petty but my n#gg# it happened
Hitting yo b#tch and she told me the packs in
I shoot just like Paxton
Rolling some donks while my n#gg# be rapping
Rent me a thottie the #ss it keep clappn
Popping the perks is a habit
b#tches on b#tches on b#tches they bout it
My bud is so loud you thought that I farted
Nearly deported
My blunt can’t afford it
Told em stop texting my homies they forward
Your dawg he a fed he pressing record
Don’t f#ck with no wire don’t f#ck with no cord
Came with the bucket and my n#gg#s aboard’
Chorus
This money I’m chasing, chasing, chasing, {hit em up} chasing, chasing, chasing, chasing, {hit em up} chasing, chasing, chasing, chasing, {ye’ grrrr’} chasing, chasing, chasing, {hit em up}
[Verse 2
Told my n#gg# Luan that I’m going in {hit em up}
Demons on my strings like a violin
Catch a ninja lacking ima drop 10
He tried to stay up we made fun of him
Got head in the bucket
I ain’t know how to cook so my n#gg# he cooked it
Slanging the 9 like I play for the rockets
Betta buy if you touch it {Betta buy if you touch it}
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From the album:
Chasing [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021