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letra de no hook (chase the money) - mistfit vibes

(aye, let this sh-t ride taz)

[intro: jmeans]
mv!

[verse 1: li kae]
chasin’ that money, i never look back
(why?)
cuz them racks just gone come in (woo, yeah)
kj hugh hefner, i stay with the hundreds (big kj)
look at your pockets, you pull out narcotics (drip)
this drip is so lethal, you might need a caution (let’s go!)
you n-ggas, y’all b-tches, like y’all name takashi
i f-ck with the migos, that lil b-tch was washy (69)

[verse 2: jmeans]
i’m chasin’ the money, i’m chasin’ these riches (woo)
i’m clean but i’m drippin’, like doing the dishes (drip, drop)
not focused on b-tches, i’m focused on digits
i’m spendin’ the twenties and savin’ the fifties
b-tch!
jmeans gone do it, just wipe me, i’m styling (woo, yeah, yeah)
and mv my n-ggas, we movin’ in silence (shh..)
my money get taller, that sh-t steady pilin’ (woo)
this ain’t mtv, but my n-ggas stay wildin’ (yeah, yeah)

[verse 3: majdakidd]
i’m chasing the money, no cap (no lie)
ain’t talking match, when i say “i got fye” (da kid, hot!)
reach for my neck, and you know he gone die (woo)
his momma gone cry, when she look in his eyes (huh?)
real big drip, yeah, i’m talking muy grande (big drip)
f-ck the weekend, imma f-ck her on a monday (on a monday?)
got her on her knees, like she praying on a sunday
i be chasin’ all the money, maybe you can catch up one day (woo, woo)

[verse 4: odlid]
whew, i need a breather
shoot a n-gga up, have ‘em singing like aretha
gotcha family praying to the mother f-cking preacher
keep on talking sh-t, imma have to f-cking teach you (huuh!)
odlid on the beat like a mother f-cking reaper
and i got the ice, you could say i got the freezer
coming for blood, little n-gga, every liter
we all mv, ain’t no mother f-cking feature

[verse 5: j-ni]
(j-ni!)
n-gga dont freeze when i pop out
you flexing the money, so i gotta hop down (yeah!)
if it’s an issue, boy you need to talk now
cuz, i got no patience, i be what i talk ‘bout (yeah!)
chasin’ the money, no chasing these hoes, woah, kj gone f-ck em and go
i switch up the flow (pew, pew)
my gun got the pole (pew.. pew.. pew, pew)
wipin’ my forehead while f-cking yo ho’ (yeah, yeah)
i bet if i fix up the mic, that ho’ gone ride like a bike (uh-huh!)
i’m with the m!sf!ts and vibess, n-ggas you cannot describe (uh-huh!)
watching a n-gga arise
my limit up to the sky
do the wrong then you die (yeah, yeah, yeah)
you n-ggas are pie
livin’ the life of a lie
you not realer than j-ni

[verse 6: $toner gin]
(hol’ on, hol’ on)
i’m on the block!
(i’m on the block, i’m on the..)
i creep on a n-gga, i’m totin’ the glock
i give you my thottie, she send me the dot
you said something n-gga, don’t think i forgot
i seen you on corners, you not from the 9
i seen you and yo partners, you wasting my time
they don’t got a weapon, man, everyone dyin’
i’m off of a perc’ and i’m having a time
i don’t give a f-ck if yo momma be cryin’
yo sister gone f-ck, put that d-ck in her spine
n0body gone miss you, cuz they one of mines
i’m livin’ this life, and i’m doing them crimes
it is what it is, n-gga i’m in my prime
you know imma glow, you know imma shine
i say what i say, and i do not be lyin’
you know it’s no kizzy, no cap in my rhyme

[verse 7: mezzo]
mezzo! no hook
i got the thanos, they thought i was fishing
i got the juice straight j-ni, we drippin’
catchin’ these plays so just call me lane kiffin
jump man, jump man (why you say that?)
because of the fact that i’m up to something
she think that i’m cuffin’, i’m really just f-ckin’
i’m chasin’ the money, the feeling of thumbing
mezzo!

[outro: odlid]
(chase!) chase the money, chase the money (chase! yeah, no hook) (xx)

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