Lyrics Chance The Rapper – Are U Live

Chase the money, chase the money

Are you live? Lit? Loud?
Dirty clothes, Hamper, trap
Stunting, fold, rock it, yeah

Valee & Jeremih (Chance the Rapper):
Fuck in my 12’s, (with skills in Dallas)
What about you?
(Yeah, fuck the masseuse)
Fuck that bitch and send her right back to you (check out the deuce)
Been pull the trigger, I’ve been that nigga
I’m with my Lou aunt, I’m with the zoo
With the wood in my ear, (made the room disappear)
Fuck that bitch, tell Erykah Badu
You still rock with Bellinger boots
I saw the boujee but I’m out of bitch
(You got the goose but it’s not a Givenchy)
I swear, my palms, they be itching
You rocking braids, that shit is different
Do Versace, look through the shades
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in the kitchen
I mix the lean with apple juice
(She off her bean, she want no juice)
(She don’t want water, she don’t want food)
Still no chaser? (Oooh)

Are you live? Lit? Loud?
Dirty clothes? Hamper, trap
Stunting, fold, rock it, yeah
Yeah, it’s a Audi, zoom-zoom, zee-zee’s
Nap, hit it, stop, lean, frap
Nasty, yeah, uh-oh, snap
Snapback, tat, bitch this slap
Hashtag? What’s that? Dab

Valee & Jeremih (Chance the Rapper):
At Mariano’s, I got the pooch, I got the loot
At Mariano’s, I got my pooch, I got the puppy, I got the pump
Thanks to the mailman, I got the thump
I hit a lick, didn’t touch your tongue
I got blue huns, separate the ones
(Take it to Chase, face in a blunt)
Fogo De Chao, that was for lunch
I’m tryna thump, skip to my loot
(Shakin’ my bed, shakin’ my suit)
Fuck that bitch twice, that’s deja fu
(Fuck on a journalist, she went to school)
Now she do the news
Black diamonds, I’m on the slopes
(My baby need a new coat)
Imma slide through with a
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When I walk through the door
(Magic picture, man I charge it before)
I need me some bread, I need me some bread
(Niggas sorry man, that’s all I can throw)
I need me some prez, preferably dead
Remember the block is hot
My pioneer shave the blunt
(Oh, a little bit off the top)
(Please comment and sell the shop)
Ice cubes on my eggnog
(Wrist closing them red drops)
Who do you think you are?
(Nigga you giving a TedTalk?)

Are you live? Lit? Loud?
Wearing clothes? Hamper, trap
Stunting, fold, rock it, yeah
Yeah, it’s a Audi, zoom-zoom, zee-zee’s
Nap, hit it, stop, lean, frap
Nasty, yeah, uh-oh, snap
Snapback, tat, bitch this slap
Hashtag? What’s that? Dab