No Chaser lyrics
by 310Babii
[Intro]
(Reece, take 'em to church)
[Verse 1: Money Man]
Havin' pape', burn you like a vapor, at Niku eatin' steak
Had that Louis sweat suit last week, lil' n*gga, you too late
Rolling 'za up out the bag, damn, it got me feelin' great
Had to walk up out the Gucci, told them b*tches, "I can't wait"
Oh my God, where her stomach? she ain't got no f*ckin' waist
Bottle service in the club, they gon' bring 'em by the case
Walked in Prada, spent a dub, you should've seen them n*ggas face
I be slangin' out the hub, I got shrooms and them plates
Margaritas, she done ordered four, bring another two
She gon' turn up for thе gang, she gon' f*ck the whole crеw
I'ma turn up for the gang, I'ma send a hitter through
I'ma go and cop the Range and another white suit
[Chorus: Money Man]
Want tequila and them c*cktails, shawty like to drink
Hair laid and her nails did, b*tches love to hate
I be walkin' up to Chase, I be tearin' up the bank
Pull up in that double-R with the matte black paint
[Verse 2: Money Man]
On them shrooms and that Clase Azul, shawty like to sip
In the cut, I just keep it cool, I make money flip
She a freak, f*ck I look like goin' to kiss her on the lips
Drink it neat, I don't even need no chaser in my sh*t
[Verse 3: 310Babii]
n*ggas thinkin' life a game like it's Hasbro
n*ggas had dough but ain't got cash, now they back broke
Balenciaga jacket, black is lookin' like a trash bag
Been addin' hundreds up, when I was in school, I ain't like math
Called my homie up, said, "Where you at?" He in the trap
Finna take a trip to ATL, they said, "That's where it's at"
Hellstar hat, Goyard backpack
I remember y'all were laughin', now y'all broke, y'all lookin' bad, huh
I'm killin' every beat, hottest n*gga out, these n*ggas can't stand next to me
He swear to God that she was untouchable, she neckin' me
I'm the sh*t, definitely
I'm locked in, I'm doin' me, this my destiny, n*gga
[Chorus: Money Man]
Want tequila and them c*cktails, shawty like to drink
Hair laid and her nails did, b*tches love to hate
I be walkin' up to Chase, I be tearin' up the bank
Pull up in that double-R with the matte black paint