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Kpreme
(Chasethemoney, Chasethemoney, Chasethemoney)

I spent some racks on a pendant
You said that you did it, I already did it (did it)
Ride in a foreign, it's tinted (skrrt)
Play with the racks like a nigga play tennis
My young nigga clutchin' the stick, he a menace (brr)
Put some ice in my mouth when I went to the dentist (ice)
She all on my phone, told her get out my business (fuck)
We shop every day like it's Christmas
Blowin' the racks up in Lenox (Lenox), ooh
Mix up the drank like a chemist (drank)
My young nigga shootin' shit up like he Cole Bennett (hee)
Two liter cream soda, I poured a four in it
Burberry backpack and it got the rolls in it (Burberry)
Party was rockin' and I brought the pole in it
Fell asleep with the blunt on my jeans, burnt a hole in it
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (c'mon)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (let's go)

My neck cold like snow (okay)
Fuckin' a ho, she on go (ayy)
Count up the guap with my eyes closed
Smokin' on Russian cream, look like an eggroll
Make that shit shake, I put that on the dead bros
Drop a four of the Wock' in the Faygo (lean)
Bustin' too many juggs, had to lay low (juggs)
My shooter say that he kill people like Taydoe (baow)
Turned his head to a tomato, ayy (baow)
Play with the money, I call that shit Play-doh (money)
Doin' her wrong, that bitch call me an a-hole
That nigga goofy, hit him with the Karo
Play with the money and we let the K's blow
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Back in this bitch and I'm turnt up
Play with this shit and your ass gon' get burnt up
Can't fuck with these niggas, they always on broke stuff
Ice on my wrist and my neck stay froze up

I spent some racks on a pendant
You said that you did it, I already did it
Ride in a foreign, it's tinted
Play with the racks like a nigga play tennis
My young nigga clutchin' the stick, he a menace
Put some ice in my mouth when I went to the dentist
She all on my phone, told her get out my business
We shop every day like it's Christmas
Blowin' the racks up in Lenox, ooh
Mix up the drank like a chemist
My young nigga shootin' shit up like he Cole Bennett
Two liter cream soda, I poured a four in it
Burberry backpack and it got the rolls in it
Party was rockin' and I brought the pole in it
Fell asleep with the blunt on my jeans, burnt a hole in it
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (c'mon)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (let's go)

(Chasethemoney, Chasethemoney)


Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.



Written by: Khalil Dalton

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