[INTRO]
(Valee')
Chase the money, chase the money
(and this beat by Chase The Money
He gon' sell some dope wit' me)
(fl studio whisper)
Chase the money
(Valee')
Chase the money, chase the money
[VERSE 1]
Say you got a b**h
But you don't know where she the hell at
I might take like twenty-thousand
And go buy a Hell-Cat
Lookin' for my shoes in Gucci
They gon' tell you they don't sell that
You the type to look around
And see where they on sale at
I got three pints of lean
But I ain't check my Auntie' mail yet
I tried to leave 4 zips she said
"Uh-huh yo' Unc' gon' smell that"
Told my Ma' don't keep her shotgun
Too far 'way from where the Shell's at
I got a bad b**h in Wisconsin
Not too far from where the deal's at
[Chorus]
Stacks, Racks, b**h I went
Saks Fifth Shopping
Police pulled over me
And I switched topics
Bad b**h wit' a booty
And I didn't crop it
Ben Frank walk up on me
Started crip walking
[VERSE 2]
I was in Miami on Jefferson
Where that shell at
White Ferrari I hit the bu*ton
The roof had fell back
Took a trip to St.Louis
Pulled up where STL at
OG Gas so loud it sounded
Like we getting yelled at
I'm so f**in' good with guap
But math the only cla** I failed at
Paid two-hundred for some socks
And I don't know where they the hell at
Did some pretty f**ed up stuff
I don't know why I ain't in hell yet
I bought my b**h a Yorkie Pup
And she ain't even clip her nails yet