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hustle gang - chasin me lyrics

[verse 1:]
too much money for a spit, these b-tches can’t see me
i told em they just chasin, they could catch me on the tv
got that triple 8, stays before the kids that keep a pg
all my dancers, swear to god i roll you for the fiji
these b-tches always tryna hold a b-tch back
p-ssy on a pedestal, now tell them hoes kiss that
nowadays i’m feelin like f-ck a hater feelings
’cause they got me f-cked up like s-x on the ceiling
i’m a take now these hoes is tip tippin on my d-ck
i’m in texas like i’m trae tha truth, sippin on that grit
hold a temporary visa but thick as a southern man
and if ya’ll mad at that i’m just tellin i’ll f-ck em wild

[hook:]
i don’t gotta chase money ’cause the money’s always chasin, chasin me
i don’t gotta look for fame ’cause the fame is always reachin, seekin me
and i know you came down, make it look easy
i wanna know how
guess that’s why you’re chasin, chasin me that long

[verse 2:]
cheese in my briefcase, bread in my backpack
laugh at n-ggas chasin money askin where the cash at
they chasin me, hope the riches kept on a fast track
and big dog paper, p-ssy n-ggas got cash stacks
ridin in that turbo porsche, panamera hatchback
something worth 100k, n-gga can you match that?
checks ob and hit the bank and say how can we cash that?
quarter mill i’m finna shoot, n-gga he on snap backs
he lookin for the fame and i’m lookin where he had that
100 million dollar ring, hoppin in and out of range rovers
i ain’t know, you both get away from me, you bad luck
hyper speed, like i gotta let the money catch up

[verse 3:]
your maybach white, the whole roof is transcended
my b-tch talkin but you can’t understand cuban
i’m high as a fly, audemar, fan coolin
i’m putting 30 big grills up on the 10 million
now that’s a 10 you could play
watchin cartoons in the jag, jimmy neutron
i really go bananas, this will catch yo mouth and sh-t
relocate your chess, you’ll never bout to suck yo b-tch
uh, i’m on my rocky balboa sh-t
overseas with my wh0r-s, ball ball and sh-t
full of chrome, i got a jones like no one cl!ck cl!ck pow
don’t get aroused, i ain’t chasin

- hustle gang lyrics

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