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Track: EAST CHATT (feat. Isaiah Rashad)
Artist: Ray Vaughn
Album: The Good The Bad The Dollar Menu

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Name: Ray Vaughn
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Indie-rock artist from [l23002].

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Release: Ray Vaughn (10) Feat. Isaiah Rashad - East Chatt
Year: 2024
Genres: Hip Hop

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Heard somebody said that I was changin' up
Imagine how I'd be if I gave a fuck
Ooohhh
Talk yo shit
You know the devil is a lie
And a freak bitch
Momma told me
Watch yo patnas homie
Keep ya focus
How you gone use my bed
But don't pay rent
Neva naw
I'm rippin' them covers off
Keep cool keep oven off
Don't pull my rubber off
My bitch back home been tellin' me I was the shit
That bitch ain't never wrong
Ain't poppin' no percs but
I'm havin' a real good feelin'
This mornin' a 2 piece
No wonder my arms hurt
I'm living a field trip
Wherever the wheel go
Ain't got shit on my mind
But that shit on my mind I'm good

Wrinkles in our face ain't a thang to us
Imagine how I'd be if I gave a fuck
Ooohhh
Heard somebody said that I was changin' up
Imagine how I'd be if I gave a fuck
Ooohhh
It's Vaughn
Ashuurrrp

Momma said we can't have company
Cuz the crib had roaches
Throw a party for the hopeless
I'm in love with the low end
I'm in love wit commotion
Doublin' up the doses for copin'
You know the pain gettin' magnified
So they smoke til they baggy eye'd
I'm wit bitch who gon' treat that dick like a pacifier
And I been prayin I'm the last to die
Cuz lil baby tryna snort a mountain
She a whole accountant
So much money I got bored wit countin'
From a place where they board up houses
Road blocks ain't no way around
Cocaine give 'em super powers
Gettin' high off they own supply
All my opps gettin' posterized
And all my enemies multiplied
And all my bitches look photoshopped
Oh my God
One is from East chatt
She keep her mouth shut
Quiet girl with a loud blunt
In the windows of her soul tinted
The club I'm still shootin Cole Bennett
Yea I could but I won't stop
And I don't stop
I'm a robot
Black Air Forces no socks
Gunshots and there's no cops
Black don't crack
So we don't got

Wrinkles in our face ain't a thang to us
Imagine how I'd be if I gave a fuck
Ooohhh
Heard somebody said that I was changin' up
Imagine how I'd be if I gave a fuck
Ooohhh