[produced by kbc]
[intro]
i dont chase these b**hes no
no no
i dont chase these b**hes
[verse 1: sensei mayaku]
i dont chase these b**hes i got asthma,
im the type to leave mike tyson in a coma,
react swift, backflip, im da vinci on gymnastics,
graphic, designed a savage ball like the mavericks,
got the game in a f**ing chain again,
in a leash, i preach that hip hop might reach an end,
i f**ed up the rap game, a**a**ination,
kinda like what zimmerman did to trayvon,
craft spotless, supreme b**h topless,
i can not touch the sky therefore i do not feel accomplished,
just wannabe n***as all up in your posse,
i see you f*ggots screaming versace versace,
robert with a goldwatch i think we had enough for him,
getting impatient cause my fame is still buffering,
n***as back stab, pull hair, vanish into thin air,
to known you were a woo like the nature boy ric flair,
anyways i asked shawty for a dance,
devil in a dress cute b**h in a trance,
& im feeling like i met her in advance,
so im bout to ah like i got a chance,
[bridge]
anyways i asked shawty for a dance,
devil in a dress cute b**h in a trance,
& im feeling like i met her in advance,
so im bout to ah like i got a chance,