Icewear Vezzo
Chasing Chicken
[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
We ain't worried 'bout shit, don't believe the hype (Don't believe the hype)
In my own lane, run shit over Suge Knight (Yeaah)
Said they could catch me lackin', but they could die (Yeaah)
N***a, fuck your gang, it's gon' be some damn genocide (Bah)
Posted in the hood, eating wings, lemon pepper fried (Fried)
N***as wish they could get at me, they gon' meet day the [?] (Day the)
Tryna leave me in the dark, but my diamonds kinda' light
That's why I got on all this ice, I'm at Johnnys hurry up and buy a
Im not trippin' but I'm trippin' got that '30 on me, whippin' on some wocky
Bitch we sippin' on with Icewear, and we trippin' (Woo)
Got my mask off in the trenches, better keep your social distance
Say she different what's the difference, all these bitches sucking dick and chasing chicken (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
Can't take no pictures...
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[Verse 3: Boston Richey]
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