Mantra - No Chasers lyrics

[Verse 1: derek] Jager, JD, Brittany, Katy, Maddie, Ashley, batting practice Cigs in the Uber we don't give a f** And she gonn' get to scootin' if she don't give it up Cause we don't chase p**y we don't take L's Poor with designer we just lace well We ain't need to stunt we get laid swell 10 floors up in her pop's apartment The club was too rowdy to f** to start with But I f**ed her in the club just to get sh** started Now we back home taking shots to the dome Main b**h hit my phone and I'm gone Cause It go deeper than that Talkin bout some real sh** til 3 or 4 in the morn' it go deeper than that But if she runs I'ma chill, she know me better than that Ain't no hoe make me sweat I'm in love with the rap [Hook: derek & Foday] We ain't chase hoes, We don't chase Liquor But we runnin to the money, Yeah we chasin big figures tell em We ain't chase hoes, We don't chase Liquor We don't love you broke hoes, We don't f** with fake n***as tell em We ain't chase hoes, We don't chase Liquor But we runnin to the money, Yeah we chasin big figures So if you thinkin bout runnin I'ma let you go, We don't take no L's, We don't chase no hoes [Verse 2: Foday] Okay we winnin over here Lord forgive me tonight I'm out here sinnin with my peers Get some wipes, I get the mic, and get to sh**tin in your ear No shirt, two beers, yellin keep my city weird Hella faded plus I'm higher than a kite boy House party turnt up wit my white boys Like where the white girls, I got some white girl Main chick hit me another blunt then I'ma slide girl Cause we go deeper than that She started pushin on my stomach said she feel it in her stomach I go deeper than that We talkin bout 6 feet put the p**y coffin Ain't no chasers I'ma catch you get to trippin then I'm walkin But we good shorty I been grindin you been grindin keep it up for me We a team lets ball together don't you dunk on me sh** get colder than December So before you run from me there's somethin you should remember [Hook] [Verse 3: derek] Hold your breath for a sec give me a break, Wait Tell me your name, what's in this drink, Grape No dates, I don't know the date, Fade Call it off if you tryna play, Games First date with no head, Bounce Take shots with no lead, Blow Delete that sh** before it's read, Ouch You ain't hear that real, but we say it out loud Feet up on the coffee table sippin Jameson out the bottle throttled with aspiring models Watch em leave the next day, mom's askin her why she waddle Something I gave her could be the cause of We don't give a f**, or take L's, or coast well, but we toast to any and everything oh well Me and my boy colder than December Here's to nights that we prolly ain't gonna remember like [Hook]