"CHASEME" lyrics

It's Trap God, nigga (Woah)
Woah (Woah), let's go

Chase me (Let's go)
I don't chase bread, it chase me (Ayy, ayy)
I don't chase pape, it chase me (Trap house)
Money on the ground, I'ma pour more lean (Trap house)
Fuck you mean? (Woah)
You ain't getting bread, fuck you mean? (Ayy, ayy)
Chase me (Woah)
I don't chase pape, it chase me (Go, go)
Smoke about a pound of gasoline (Uh, uh, go)
Money throwin' up, it hit the ground, she a fiend (Go, go; Yessirski)
Pick it up (Pick it up, bitch)
Money hit the ground, pick it up (Go, go)
She be shakin' ass for the rounds, fuck it up (Woah, woah)
Baby, you're so bad, you need a grown, fuck it up (Woah, woah)
Woah, on ten (On ten)
Hit the curb in my Bentley, scrape my rims (Ayy, ayy)
She wanna remind me I'm him (Yes sir)
Said she wanna remind me I'm him (Yes sir; Yes)
That's me (Yessirski)
Hands in my lap and your shorty on her knees (Yessirski)
She just came behind me, she tryna chase me (Sirski)
The money chase me (Sirski)

On gang-gang (Woah)
Let's go