Released: June 4, 2019
Featuring: VIC MENSA
Songwriter: Valee VIC MENSA CHASETHEMONEY
Producer: CHASETHEMONEY
[Chorus: Valee]
Run up a check 'til I’m out of breath
I fucked up my back (I fucked up my back)
Uh, Sleep Number bed, I set it on 66
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Now I'm relaxed (I'm in Gucci slacks)
I poured up some ’Gnac and it's dark like the streetlights
On the ave, pitch black (Now it's pitch black)
I fucked up some racks, woke up, made it back, mmm
How I do that? (How'd you do that?)
I hop out the coupe in some slides
Laces, don't wanna do that (No, I don't wanna do that)
My new bitch look like a basketball wife
Her hair, she want me to do that (And I'm not gon' do that)
$3000 on jeans, I know it’s not wise
I still wanna do that (Yeah, I still wanna do that)
Even though my yellowbone bitch nice
I still want a brunette (I still want a brunette, yeah)
[Verse 1: Valee]
I’m in the four door, I'm smokin’ my windows up
Why I do that? (I like to smoke out through that)
Lookin' for something to watch with your girl
I Hulu'd that (Netflix with that)
Run up a check, don't jump over hurdles
Thought you knew that (Not on the football with that)
My bitch belly flat, she don’t need a girdle
Where they do that? (Because her stomach is flat)
My OG was singin' so loud
I might have to autotune that (Might have to autotune that)
My ex was comin' at me fussin'
I was lyin' through that
I hit her from back, too much ruckus
My neighbors lyin' through that (They gotta listen to that)
I'm gettin' top at the light, but it's borin'
I'm sighin' through that (I don't wanna do that)
[Chorus: Valee]
Run up a check 'til I'm out of breath
I fucked up my back (I fucked up my back)
Uh, Sleep Number bed, I set it on 66
Now I'm relaxed (I'm in Gucci slacks)
I poured up some 'Gnac and it's dark like the streetlights
On the ave, pitch black (Now it's pitch black)
I fucked up some racks, woke up, made it back, mmm
How I do that? (How'd you do that?)
I hop out the coupe in some slides
Laces, don't wanna do that (No, I don't wanna do that)
My new bitch look like a basketball wife
Her hair, she want me to do that (And I'm not gon' do that)
$3000 on jeans, I know it's not wise
I still wanna do that (Yeah, I still wanna do that)
Even though my yellowbone bitch nice
I still want a brunette (I still want a brunette, yeah)
[Verse 2: Vic Mensa]
Carhartt Converses was gifted, presidential, need a motorcade
My watch a double quick, bitch, mild sauce, rib tips up at Lem's
Vetements knee high socks from Barney's, new Ferrari, GT, PVC
Your BM on my pipe, B, oh no
Sheisty schemer, alligator strap on my back, don't tell PETA
AP flooded, don't tell FEMA, Qualitest and Lime-A-Rita
I'm Four Loko, got five rose gold rings, two Chrome on
With my black ho, her name Coco, Chanel vintage frames the logo
Inner circle, Faith Connexion straight from Paris
Hit underground, came from Paris, valet parked, the Rover rollin'
I'm so careless, you embarrassed, Gucci shoes, you shop at Payless
Double G my logo
Run up a check 'til I’m out of breath
I fucked up my back (I fucked up my back)
Uh, Sleep Number bed, I set it on 66
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Now I'm relaxed (I'm in Gucci slacks)
I poured up some ’Gnac and it's dark like the streetlights
On the ave, pitch black (Now it's pitch black)
I fucked up some racks, woke up, made it back, mmm
How I do that? (How'd you do that?)
I hop out the coupe in some slides
Laces, don't wanna do that (No, I don't wanna do that)
My new bitch look like a basketball wife
Her hair, she want me to do that (And I'm not gon' do that)
$3000 on jeans, I know it’s not wise
I still wanna do that (Yeah, I still wanna do that)
Even though my yellowbone bitch nice
I still want a brunette (I still want a brunette, yeah)
[Verse 1: Valee]
I’m in the four door, I'm smokin’ my windows up
Why I do that? (I like to smoke out through that)
Lookin' for something to watch with your girl
I Hulu'd that (Netflix with that)
Run up a check, don't jump over hurdles
Thought you knew that (Not on the football with that)
My bitch belly flat, she don’t need a girdle
Where they do that? (Because her stomach is flat)
My OG was singin' so loud
I might have to autotune that (Might have to autotune that)
My ex was comin' at me fussin'
I was lyin' through that
I hit her from back, too much ruckus
My neighbors lyin' through that (They gotta listen to that)
I'm gettin' top at the light, but it's borin'
I'm sighin' through that (I don't wanna do that)
[Chorus: Valee]
Run up a check 'til I'm out of breath
I fucked up my back (I fucked up my back)
Uh, Sleep Number bed, I set it on 66
Now I'm relaxed (I'm in Gucci slacks)
I poured up some 'Gnac and it's dark like the streetlights
On the ave, pitch black (Now it's pitch black)
I fucked up some racks, woke up, made it back, mmm
How I do that? (How'd you do that?)
I hop out the coupe in some slides
Laces, don't wanna do that (No, I don't wanna do that)
My new bitch look like a basketball wife
Her hair, she want me to do that (And I'm not gon' do that)
$3000 on jeans, I know it's not wise
I still wanna do that (Yeah, I still wanna do that)
Even though my yellowbone bitch nice
I still want a brunette (I still want a brunette, yeah)
[Verse 2: Vic Mensa]
Carhartt Converses was gifted, presidential, need a motorcade
My watch a double quick, bitch, mild sauce, rib tips up at Lem's
Vetements knee high socks from Barney's, new Ferrari, GT, PVC
Your BM on my pipe, B, oh no
Sheisty schemer, alligator strap on my back, don't tell PETA
AP flooded, don't tell FEMA, Qualitest and Lime-A-Rita
I'm Four Loko, got five rose gold rings, two Chrome on
With my black ho, her name Coco, Chanel vintage frames the logo
Inner circle, Faith Connexion straight from Paris
Hit underground, came from Paris, valet parked, the Rover rollin'
I'm so careless, you embarrassed, Gucci shoes, you shop at Payless
Double G my logo