Chase Me
Big Boi Lyrics


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Here's what we know:
Two men and a woman came into the bank branch
Clad in black business clothing
Trench coats, bandannas, and sunglasses
They pulled guns out and ordered everybody to the floor
And then cleaned out the registers
And hear this, they even swiped jewelry from some of the customers
Aye, woo! Woo!
Run, Run, Run The Jewels
Gangster like you wake up in Dickies and load the clippy
The reign of our ascension makes statisticians feel sickly
Accountants, they get snippy, they never counted so quickly
Got 'em up sniffin' yak up off an abacus for a living
Crime authors, autobiographically bastards
Pain passin', put a pain in your brain batter
Style droppin' the drums and stun all goggles
Small talkers get launched on, clobbered and tossed off
Knock 'em on just to get rocks off
Put a pause on all of that soft talk, chop chop
Tick tock, you got until the hands on the clock stop
I'm bagging a bag, then I'm backing out, better back off

That's why I'm outta here, baby
Before these clowns put me down in the ground, baby
I'm running reds 'til I'm out of this town, baby
You want your money back? Chase me

Jewel runner, gold dripper, flow flipper
Smoke killer, slow sipper, quick temper
Temperamental, sharp mental, departmental
Tight fellow, wouldn't want to be him, wouldn't want to see him
They the type, really be jealous, get'cha hype
Oh, Jesus, these niggas is polices
We gon' shower on these pussies, they mommas gon' know Jesus
Y'all vaginas told me "Money, these niggas should know better
But they monkeys so you got to show junkies ain't no let up"
Bad manners, the bad man'll do bad things
A bad bitch gave me bomb head to Bad Brains
The sheriff's daughter, we be outta there 'fore dad came

That's why I'm outta here, baby
Before these clowns put me down in the ground, baby
I'm running reds 'til I'm out of this town, baby
You want your money back? Chase me

You ain't gonna get your money back
Ain't gonna get the money, jack
You ain't gonna get that money back
I got the bag, it ain't coming back
You ain't gonna get your money, jack
I got the bag, it ain't coming back
You ain't gonna get your money, jack
I got the bag

Real grippers, pimp niggas with Gucci slippers
Coochie tippers, Magic City got groupie strippers
A crew of killers and dealers, we got this newbie with us
We turn Pirellis to jellies, ex cons and former cellies
Stay on ready, foot on that very heavy
Good on deck, smelly smelly
Show some respect or you'll get showered like parade confetti
Made man, I'm made already, nobody safe from petty
450 horse up in the Porsche, 600 in the Chevy
Buddy, I'm nutty, I've got some screws loose
And if your bitch wants some cutty, baby, I choose you
Underground kings, speed and sound things
Run the sacks and be aware of all your surroundings

That's why I'm outta here, baby
Before these clowns put me down in the ground, baby
I'm running reds 'til I'm out of this town, baby
You want your money back? Chase me





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Right now, I got to tell you about the fabulous, most groovy

Overall Meaning

The song "Chase Me" by Big Boi features rap duo Run the Jewels and was released as part of the soundtrack for the film "Baby Driver." The lyrics tell the story of a bank robbery and the getaway that follows. The robbers are described as dressed in black business clothing with guns, bandanas, and sunglasses. They take money and even steal jewelry from customers before escaping. The rappers boast of their criminal prowess and describe their escape in detail, including their fast cars and their willingness to do whatever it takes to get away.


Line by Line Meaning

Two men and a woman came into the bank branch
A group of three people, two men and one woman, entered a bank location


Clad in black business clothing
They were dressed in black attire that resembled a professional business outfit


Trench coats, bandannas, and sunglasses
They wore accessories such as trench coats, bandannas, and sunglasses


They pulled guns out and ordered everybody to the floor
The group brandished guns and ordered everyone inside the bank to lie down on the ground


And then cleaned out the registers
They stole money from the cash registers


And hear this, they even swiped jewelry from some of the customers
The group also stole jewelry from some of the customers in the bank


Run, Run, Run The Jewels
The singer urges The Jewels, potentially referring to a group of people, to run away quickly


Gangster like you wake up in Dickies and load the clippy
A gangster wakes up and puts on Dickies pants before loading their weapon


The reign of our ascension makes statisticians feel sickly
The increase of their power and influence makes statisticians feel uneasy


Accountants, they get snippy, they never counted so quickly
Accountants become irritable as they are required to count money quickly


Got 'em up sniffin' yak up off an abacus for a living
People who work with abacuses must sniff a certain substance to make their work easier


Crime authors, autobiographically bastards
Authors who write about crime are considered to be disrespectful, ungrateful people


Pain passin', put a pain in your brain batter
The listener will experience a painful sensation after hearing this music


Style droppin' the drums and stun all goggles
The singer is showing off their unique style that is sure to impress anyone listening


Small talkers get launched on, clobbered and tossed off
People who engage in meaningless small talk are likely to be ignored or dismissed


Knock 'em on just to get rocks off
The artist will take pleasure in knocking people down


Put a pause on all of that soft talk, chop chop
The artist wants the listener to stop speaking in a weak or ineffective manner


Tick tock, you got until the hands on the clock stop
The singer issues a warning that time is running out for the listener to take action


I'm bagging a bag, then I'm backing out, better back off
The singer is getting a bag (potentially of money) before leaving the area and warns others to stay away


That's why I'm outta here, baby
The artist is leaving the current location for their own safety


Before these clowns put me down in the ground, baby
The artist fears that their enemies will try to kill them


I'm running reds 'til I'm out of this town, baby
The artist is speeding through red lights to escape the area


You want your money back? Chase me
The singer is taunting those who want their stolen money back to chase them


Jewel runner, gold dripper, flow flipper
The artist describes themselves and potentially their associates as people who steal jewelry and are flashy


Smoke killer, slow sipper, quick temper
The singer is someone who can handle their drugs and alcohol but is also short-tempered


Temperamental, sharp mental, departmental
The singer is easily agitated but also can think quickly and strategically


Tight fellow, wouldn't want to be him, wouldn't want to see him
The singer, potentially referring to themselves, is not someone to mess with or be around


They the type, really be jealous, get'cha hype
Those around the artist are envious and get excited by their presence


Oh, Jesus, these niggas is polices
The artist is surprised to see that their enemies are actually police officers


We gon' shower on these pussies, they mommas gon' know Jesus
The singer and their associates will attack their enemies and cause their mothers grief


Y'all vaginas told me "Money, these niggas should know better
Presumably, someone warned the singer about their enemies and their foolishness


But they monkeys so you got to show junkies ain't no let up"
Since their enemies are foolish and unable to change their ways, the artist and their associates will continue to attack them


Bad manners, the bad man'll do bad things
The artist has bad manners and is willing to do bad things


A bad bitch gave me bomb head to Bad Brains
The artist received a sexual act from a woman while listening to the band Bad Brains


The sheriff's daughter, we be outta there 'fore dad came
The singer and their associates left a location before the sheriff could arrive with his daughter


You ain't gonna get your money back
Those who had their money taken by the artist and their associates will not get it back


Ain't gonna get the money, jack
The stolen money will not be returned to its rightful owners


I got the bag, it ain't coming back
The singer has the stolen bag of money and will not return it


Real grippers, pimp niggas with Gucci slippers
The singer and their associates are strong and potentially dress in expensive Gucci footwear


Coochie tippers, Magic City got groupie strippers
The artist and their associates enjoy tipping strippers at Magic City in Atlanta


A crew of killers and dealers, we got this newbie with us
The artist is part of a group that includes both violent people and drug dealers, and they have a new member with them


We turn Pirellis to jellies, ex cons and former cellies
The singer and their associates are skilled at turning car tires into a jelly-like consistency, and some of them are previously incarcerated


Stay on ready, foot on that very heavy
The singer and their associates are always on guard and ready to act


Good on deck, smelly smelly
They have a supply of a certain substance and it has a strong odor


Show some respect or you'll get showered like parade confetti
Those who disrespect the artist and their associates will be attacked and left in a similar manner to how parade confetti falls


Made man, I'm made already, nobody safe from petty
The artist sees themselves as a powerful figure and no one is safe from their wrath


450 horse up in the Porsche, 600 in the Chevy
The singer has powerful cars, a Porsche with 450 horsepower and a Chevy with 600 horsepower


Buddy, I'm nutty, I've got some screws loose
The artist acknowledges that they are a bit crazy and not entirely stable


And if your bitch wants some cutty, baby, I choose you
If a woman wants to engage in sexual activity with the singer, they choose her


Underground kings, speed and sound things
The singer and their associates are powerful, yet operate in secrecy and value speed and sound


Run the sacks and be aware of all your surroundings
The singer warns the listener to stay alert and take advantage of opportunities to gather money or other valuables


You want your money back? Chase me
The artist taunts those who had their money stolen, daring them to chase after them to try and retrieve it




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Antwan Andre Patton, Brian Joseph Burton, Jaime Meline, Michael Render, Antwan Patton, Jon Spencer, Judah Bauer, Michael Santigo Render, Russell Simins

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