This is a song about "Chasing you"

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

Chasing after dough i'm the big fucking buck

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

If you didn't know now you know, i'm always chasing after hoes

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

I feel my mind racing, cause i know that im chasing

And yhh you hoes need to stop chasing that cock

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

Wood chain with a jesus

Purposely chasing us

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Into the temptations/ these voices and faces keep #chasing,

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Chasing the visions of perfect renditions