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Chase S.
Chase S.
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(We love you, Chaze)
Pourin', what? Pourin' up Bacardi
Bitch, what? Pull up to the party
Diamonds dancin' on my neck, they all Carti'
Bitch, I made a hit (what?) Bitch, my music charted
Pourin', what? Pourin' up Bacardi
Bitch, what? Pull up to the party
Diamonds dancin' on my neck, they all Carti'
Bitch, I made a hit (what?) Bitch, my music charted
That's a-, uh, that's a dumb ho, I don't want her back
Pass her to the back, I got hella stacks
Only fuck with what? Only fuck with racks
I'm talkin' 'bout money, uh, I don't fuck with rats
I'm walkin' around with sticks, pourin' up, I whip the bricks
I only know how to swish, so I can never make a miss
I bring the foreign, so I take your miss, 16, but I ain't just a kid
Big dreams, yeah, I blow to the top, now I'm livin' super rich
Uh, they leave me all now
Uh, they just wanted me for clout
Uh, uh, everything I do is loud
Makin' music in my room alone, now I'm fuckin' up a crowd
Pourin', what? Pourin' up Bacardi
Bitch, what? Pull up to the party
Diamonds dancin' on my neck, they all Carti'
Bitch, I made a hit (what?) Bitch, my music charted
Pourin', what? Pourin' up Bacardi
Bitch, what? Pull up to the party
Diamonds dancin' on my neck, they all Carti'
Bitch, I made a hit, bitch, my music charted
Written by: Chase S.
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