Top Songs By CHASE B
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Swae Lee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chase Benjamin
Songwriter
Khalif Brown
Songwriter
Bryant Troy Hunter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bryant Troy Hunter
Producer
BRYVN
Producer
Daniel Rowland
Mastering Engineer
Al Isler
Mastering Engineer
CHASE B
Producer
Lyrics
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ah (yo, Chase B)
Ooh-ooh, ah (Chase B)
Skrrt
You know what the fuck it is
What you mean by that? (What you mean by that?)
I'm the realest in the alley with the baseball bats
You can take one to the face, but you can't fall flat (can't fall)
Turn her to a bad bitch, now she know how to act (she know how to act)
I'm gettin' money right now, I'ma hit you right back
Always lookin' at you stern, 'cause I came to collect (collect)
I would say I came back, but a nigga never left (never left)
Got a foreign in my 'rage if you thought you seen it
Put some ice on my fingers like I'm playing freeze tag (freeze tag)
Tossin' spades to my niggas and they tryna intercept (ah)
Book a ticket in her name and of course she love that (love that)
Thought she love street sweeper, so you know you're getting swept (swept)
I can't talk about my old thing, I wish the best for her (wish the best for her)
Turnin' up the old school like I'm Questlove (like I'm Questlove)
Niggas get the check and they get disrespectful (disrespectful)
Just call me the paperboy, 'cause I got extra (I got extra)
Five-second rule, when that money touch the floor (money touch the floor)
Just landed in Tulum, but the world we can explore (world we can explore)
I used to couldn't buy it at the store
I can't see myself without it anymore (myself without it)
You know what the fuck it is
What you mean by that? (What you mean by that?)
I'm the realest in the alley with the baseball bats
You can take one to the face, but you can't fall flat (can't fall)
Turn her to a bad bitch, now she know how to act (she know how to act)
I'm gettin' money right now, I'ma hit you right back (right back)
Always lookin' at you stern, 'cause I came to collect (collect)
I would say I came back, but a nigga never left (never left)
Got a foreign in my 'rage if you thought you seen it
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, yeah
Oh, no, no, no, no, no (uh-uh)
Oh, no, no (na, na, na)
Na, Na, na, na, na, na,
Yuh, na-na-na-na, na
Ayy, takin' out the cash and go (yeah)
La-la-la-la, la-la
Tryin' not to lose my cool (hey)
Oh-oh (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Ooh, na, na, na, na, na (hey)
Writer(s): Khalif Malik Ibin Shaman Brown, Bryant Troy, Bryan Yepes, Chase Benjamin
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