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Gavin Vallez
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Amayas Lamar
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Lyrics
Damn Duce
(Aye)
Gav, turn this shit up
Gav turn it up, Imma knock a bitch down
All this drip on a **** prolly make a bitch drown
Got Gav goin' dumb, prolly knock a bitch numb
Imma East side baby, all you other **** bums
I been posted with my cousin we hustlin' to the dough
Keep it solid to the grave, remember to never fold
I don't do it for the fame I'm doin it for the low
Yeah I'm really ChaseUhCheck, not chasing a lil hoe
I'm a cold ****, I ain't talkin bout no weather
Yeah that **** hella broke, he ain't getting any cheddar
If a **** down bad then I know I got my brothers
If a **** feelin sad then I know I got my mother
I don't trust ****
On God it's just us, ****
Pack a **** out broad day if he a tough ****
Matter fact, I be coolin' with my thugs, ****
Middle finger up on my mama 'cause it's fuck ****
Really touch ****, I ain't talkin bout no hit stick
I'm just tryna make it rain like I'm Rich Mitch
Everybody know my name, I'm the shit bitch
Comin' from the East, so I need myself a thick bitch
Gav turn it up, Imma knock a bitch down
All this drip on a **** prolly make a bitch drown
Got Gav goin' dumb, prolly knock a bitch numb
Imma East side baby, all you other **** bums
I been posted with my cousin we hustlin' to the dough
Keep it solid to the grave, remember to never fold
I don't do it for the fame I'm doin it for the low
Yeah I'm really ChaseUhCheck, not chasing a lil hoe
Yeah I'm posted with my cousin, on mamas we prolly buzzin'
That's my blood, that's my cousin, I'm trippin' if **** buggin'
Why you mad that I'm hustlin', them **** bussin'
I'm just tryna make it out on mamas that's no discussion
Word around town ChaseUhCheck goin' up
Every time I'm on a track then you know it's gonna bump
I'm ChaseUhCheck from the East on the beat goin dumb
Hear the bass in my car when a **** pullin' up
I'm a hot ****
I ain't stressin' off a thot, ****
All about guap, if you not better stop, ****
I ain't trippin' off a bop, I got better goals
Gettin' hella dough with my **** I need hella rolls
Oops, ****, I meant hella cash
Take it to the club throwin' ones, she got hella ass
If she lookin' hella bad, I might throw a bag
Yeah it's ChaseUhCheck goin' stupid with my **** Gav, ****
Gav, turn this shit up
Written by: Amayas Lamar, Gavin Vallez