EAST CHATT

Lyrics
[Intro: Ray Vaughn] Yeah Yeah [Chorus: Ray Vaughn] Heard somebody say that I was changin' up Imagine how I'd be if I gave a fuck Oh-ooh [Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad] Talk your shit, you know the devil is a lie and a freak bitch Mama told me, "Watch your partners, homie, keep your focus" How you gon' use my bed but don't pay rent? Never, naw I'm rippin' them covers off, keep cool, keep the oven on Don't pull my rubber off My bitch back home been tellin' me I was the shit, that bitch ain't never wrong Ain't poppin' no Percs, but I'm havin' a real good feelin' This mornin' a two-piece, no wonder my arms hurt I'm living a field trip, wherever the wheel go Ain't got shit on my mind but that shit on my mind, I'm good [Chorus: Ray Vaughn] Wrinkles on our face ain't a thing to us Imagine how I'd be if I gave a fuck Oh-ooh (And it don't stop, and it don't quit, yeah) Heard somebody say that I was changin' up Imagine how I'd be if I gave a fuck Oh-ooh (It's Vaughn, yeah) [Verse 2: Ray Vaughn] Yeah, mama said that we can't have company 'Cause the crib had roaches Throw a party for the hopeless I'm in love with the low end I'm in love with commotion Doublin' up the doses for copin' You know the pain get magnified So they smoke 'til they baggy-eyed I'm with a bitch who gon' treat that dick like a pacifier And I been prayin' I'm the last to die 'Cause lil' baby tryna snort a mountain She a whole accountant So much money, I got bored with countin' From a place where they board up houses Road blocks, ain't no way around it Cocaine give 'em superpowers Gettin' high off they own supply All my opps gettin' posterized And all my enemies multiplied And all my bitches look photoshopped, oh my God One is from East Chatt, she keep her mouth shut Quiet girl with a loud blunt And the windows of her soul tinted The club, I'm still shootin', Cole Bennett Yeah, I could, but I won't stop And I don't stop, I'm a robot Black Air Forces, no socks Gunshots and there's no cops Black don't crack, so we don't got [Chorus: Ray Vaughn] Wrinkles on our face ain't a thing to us Imagine how I'd be if I gave a fuck Oh-ooh (And it don't stop, and it don't quit, yeah) Heard somebody say that I was changin' up Imagine how I'd be if I gave a fuck Oh-ooh (Yeah) [Outro: Ray Vaughn] Yeah Yeah Yeah
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Credits
- Writers
- Devin Malik
- Rory Behr
- Nabeyin
- Ray Vaughn
- Isaiah Rashad