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kjindabuilding - no chaser lyrics

chorus

i don’t chase nothing but da liquor
you f+cking with sum money getting n+ggas
i got 99 problems but a b+tch ain’t one
you prolly played a lot of n+ggas baby dis ain’t one
i don’t chase nothing but da liquor
you f+cking with sum money getting n+ggas
i got 99 problems but a b+tch ain’t one
you prolly played a lot of n+ggas baby dis ain’t one

verse 1

this that sh+t that smoke and get high to
don’t raise you blood pressure
tryna kick it us
sheets and funnel on the way
my homie making a run
i done slowed on the runts
boy your pockets on hush
might cop the wide body
just to double park it
stack your bread homie
cause them birds always watching
tryna swoop in
carry the lighter weight
cutting loose ends
i’m boosted
i would nevеr change
for your 2 cents
99 problems but still focus
on thе outcome
like would i rather be caught
with it(hold) or without 1
these the choices that we living with today
i be d+mned if i let n+gga try to take my place

bridge

blunt to my lip
gun on my hip
beating up the block
pocket pocket full of chips

watching for the pigs
splitting haters wigs
stacking me sum grip
player can’t you dig

verse 2

this that wood grain gripping
one hand while you whipping
game neva slipping
all the racks explain my limping aye
mac tight and you simpin
slacking on ya pimpn
she want some attention
oh an did i mention
yeah yeah
if i’m on a flight then she on board
d+gg+ng my b+tch she on all fours
she say this p+ssy is all yours
i got more green den a golf course
you a lame i kno why you a hater
get her jersey name n number a player
got da mink conversating with gators
game cold climate like himalayas
i train hoes while the n+ggas obey em
your main hoe tryna hit me up later
out your league call it u doing it major
on point yea i’m sharp as a razor
please baby
got ya geekin like at ease baby
got ya leakin to ur knees baby
follow me i take the lead baby
wat ya need baby
bridge

blunt to my lip
gun on my hip
beating up the block
pocket pocket full of chips

watching for the pigs
splitting haters wigs
stacking me sum grip
player can’t you dig

(chorus )

- kjindabuilding lyrics

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