Chaser ft. Chapo Lyrics

I see how you be actin

It got me shaking my head, pitiful

Dis chapo on da beat

Depending onna bitch I might go in raw

I dont use a rubber when she givin jaw

A freak on the low, rip me outta my drawers

Trynna eat me from my tip right down to my balls

She treat me like a king, ride me till her knees lock

Fuck her in a AP, I used to buy G-Shocks

Used to shop clearance, now I buy the whole stock

Trynna get in her stomach or see if her C pop

(Im trynna pop her cherry)

Dis dick drivin her crazy, it got her attached

I told her "time to go", but she keep coming back

This shit was a problem way before I rapped

When you dont give attention, thats when they get attracted

Got to add to my life, I cant have you subtract

I see through disguises, you wasting your time time

When yo feelings get hurt, you say that you fine

How I know? Cause I do the same to stop from crying

Aint gotta cap to me baby, I know that you lying

I dont want a city girl, I want a shy one

I dont usually trick, but I might got to buy one

If the bitch do me wrong, then I might got to fye one

(chit, chit, bow)

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Come back

Oh save me

These demons come

To take me

Your heart was good

My baby

Scars been hurting lately

Oh can you save me

And bring me your all

Staying loyal might not

These angles on my wall

Shh what you told me

When all my dreams were blowing

I was seeking for you

I was soaking

Heart be cold

Car roaring

Chopper spinning

My head be spinning

I Got the drill

put in my feelings

It Meant a lot

When blood was spilling

I Had to let it off

Niggas think I'm a different man

But that had took the fall

I'm the one who told you what it was

You blood stains on the wall

Talking shit don't get you no where

Fabricate excuse so well

World don't care

Yo ass still gone tell

World ain't fair

So who you gone spare

I'll take this shit through the lane like im Kyrie

Hit the game winner then hand out some signed sneaks

Im on alert, aint nothin gettin by me

Run up get gunned down, now you like "why me"

Got two bad mexicans calling me "papi"

A lightskin on first and im scoring like Tatis

And to think that they aint even the top 3

Number one my list, she like 5'3

Got a nice smile, smart and she petite

Be out the way, she shy but she a freak

She in college trynna get a degree

Say she dont fuck with lames cause she love me

Told her I aint got time for no loving

I'm in love with the paper, no sub-in

I aint stoppin this rap till im top 10

Poppin out wit no stick get you popped in, I mean popped up

I seen niggas get trapped cause they knocked up

A shorty who aint got nun to offer

You would be better off if you dropped her

To get back on the grind, get some more pape(r)

Might have to flip a bag, get some more weight

Trap got customer service like Chickfila

Hustle got no age limit, aint too late