This is a song about "Chris chase"

When you try to run, you know i'm gonna chase

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

You chase hoes, i chase dollars

You know...you know who you are

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

That's why, the chase is on [x3]

Roll up niggas be like sex

That's why, the chase is on [x3]

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

I got a friend named chris rent

Hi my name is chris, i'm a weed thief,

I'm why baby mommas leave