

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse] He want a sprinter, but I’m parked in the cut Looking for a runner? I ain't signing up I sip slow, ice cold, no rush in my veins While he out there fishing, I’m dodging the bait [Prechorus] He call me wild, I call him lost Says he the prize, but I’m the boss [Chorus] I don’t chase my liquor, I don’t chase no man Standing on my own, that’s the game plan If he wants a woman who will chase him down Tell him run to the mirror, see the clown [Verse 2] Said he like a queen, but he act like a pawn Claim he got moves, but he stuck on my lawn He got the talk, but his walk’s all fiction I’m the main course, he’s a side addiction [Prechorus] He call me cold, I call him weak Wants me to chase? Nah, that’s defeat [Chorus] I don’t chase my liquor, I don’t chase no man Standing on my own, that’s the game plan If he wants a woman who will chase him down Tell him run to the mirror, see the clown
Tags
deep 808s, trap, female vocals, rap, hip hop, hard-hitting beats, sharp hi-hats
2:58
No
8/17/2025