Текст hooligan chase – turkey bacon

I’m tryna get this guap, is that coo’? (Is that coo’?)
Bitch gone give me top, in tha pool (In tha pool!)
Everywhere I go, bitch I float, I don’t walk (float!)
Bubble gum sex, in her mouth while she talk (talk)
Talk latin, your dimension, ride a leopard ’round the block (oh)
Out of control and we never restock (no we never)
I think this scammed me bitch me out some weed
And the cotton candy faygo, she never lit the wavos
Nine human beings with me, vanish if I say so
Angel dust crumbs on me, how you miss the halo? (how tha fuck?)
Except I don’t smoke fins, cyclodon
Stupid motherfuckers, can’t finesse it, gotta spite the wine
«Chase is you, high?»
Umm, would I pipe a nine? (yup)
I don’t go fishing but they catch the lines (umm)
Don’t go cyclin’ in the summer (no)
Your feet be hella musty, girls won’t touch you, it’s a bummer (haha)
Three.16’s and a stone cold stunner
She keep giving me brain, and she might start gettin’ dumber (duhh!)
Smokin’ to tha Bundy
While she on and off my dick without a bungie
They want the formula, you’ll never get it from me
I’mma pop a Xan in every single country like
Everyday I wake up faded
I’m surrounded by bums and I hate it
Gettin’ high til we get invaded

Ain’t you know me and you related?