Hooligan Chase - Turkey bacon lyrics

[TWITTER INTRO: 90's Ad] Woman: My husband just doesn't bring home the bacon anymore... Chase: Turkey bacon, b**h! [STREAMING INTRO] Turkey bacon, b**h! [VERSE] Ooh, ooh, ooh You so cool, you so cool Parlez vous francais, how is you? (How is you?) I'm tryna get this guap, is that coo'? (Is that coo'?) b**h gone give me top, in tha pool (In tha pool!) Everywhere I go, b**h I float, I don't walk (float!) Bubble gum s**, in her mouth while she talk (talk) Talk latin, your dimension, ride a leopard ‘round the block (oh) Out of control and we never restock (no we never) I think this scammed me b**h me out some weed And the cotton candy faygo, she never lit the wavos Nine human beings with me, vanish if I say so Angel dust crumbs on me, how you miss the halo? (how tha f**?) Except I don't smoke fins, cyclodon Stupid motherf**ers, can't finesse it, gotta spite the wine “Chase is you, high?” Umm, would I pipe a nine? (yup) I don't go fishing but they catch the lines (umm) Don't go cyclin' in the summer (no) Your feet be hella musty, girls won't touch you, it's a bummer (haha) Three .16's and a stone cold stunner She keep giving me brain, and she might start gettin' dumber (duhh!) Smokin' to tha Bundy While she on and off my dick without a bungie They want the formula, you'll never get it from me I'mma pop a Xan in every single country like Everyday I wake up faded I'm surrounded by bums and I hate it Gettin' high til we get invaded Ain't you know me and you related?