Doubt it | Chase Atlantic| Sped up

#chaseatlantic DOUBT IT Lyrics [Verse 1: Mitchel Cave] Yeah, ayy, pick a time and a place After hours or the middle of day Fuck it, she can even pull up with security I promise the outcome is never gonna change (Is never gonna change, yeah) Yeah, put a pussy in his place Whole team full of criminals, it's in our DNA Full tank, gassed up, I ain't hitting the brakes So after I write the set, kissin', upper-cut to the face, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Mitchel Cave] Still cocaine stains on my Nikes (Hey) Take drugs, stay high, do it high-key (Hey) Said I would flip packs until I OD But all these people fuckin' hatin' finally like me Molly had your bitch doin' backflips (Woah-oh) Two percs, one xan, that's a hat-trick (Woah) This the butterfly effect, one foot on their necks Got the other, full-force on the gas, bitch [Chorus: Mitchel Cave] Said she gettin' on the low, make a couple grand a show But I really fuckin' doubt it (Doubt it) Yeah, put your money where your mouth is Lay it on the counter, rip it up and let me count it, yeah I got your girlfriend on my right side She's tryna joyride in the Audi, yeah She said she love me, but I doubt it, yeah Yeah, you said you poppin', but I doubt it [Post-Chorus: Mitchel Cave & Christian Anthony] Yeah, she poppin', but I doubt it Oh, no, yeah, yeah Put the money where your mouth is Yeah, yeah, put the money where your mouth is Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah yeah [Verse 2: Christian Anthony] Yeah, seven nights, seven shows Wake up at eleven with a bloody nose, yeah That's so outrageous I can hear the crowd, can you point me to where the stage is? Way too high, I need to come back down Text goes green when she's not around But that's not my problem Said she's into me, probably, but I doubt it [Chorus: Mitchel Cave] Said she gettin' on the road, make a couple grand a show But I really fuckin' doubt it (Doubt it), yeah Put your money where your mouth is Lay it on the counter, rip it open, let me count it, yeah I got your girlfriend on my right side She's tryna joyride in the Audi, yeah She said she love me, but I doubt it, yeah You said you're poppin', boy, I doubt it [Post-Chorus: Mitchel Cave & Christian Anthony] Yeah, said you poppin', boy, I doubt it Oh, no, yeah, yeah Put the money where your mouth is Yeah, yeah, put the money where your mouth is Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah yeah [Verse 2: Christian Anthony] Yeah, seven nights, seven shows Wake up at eleven with a bloody nose, yeah That's so outrageous I can hear the crowd, can you point me to where the stage is? Way too high, I need to come back down Text goes green when she's not around But that's not my problem Said she's into me, probably, but I doubt it, yeah [Chorus: Mitchel Cave & Christian Anthony] Said you're gettin' on the road, make a couple grand a show But I really fuckin' doubt it (Doubt it) Yeah, put your money where your mouth is Lay it on the counter, rip it open, let me count it, yeah I got your girlfriend on my right side She's tryna joyride in the Audi, yeah She said she love me, but I doubt it, yeah You say you're poppin', boy, I doubt it, uh [Post-Chorus: Mitchel Cave & Christian Anthony] Yeah, said you poppin', boy, I doubt it Oh, no, yeah, yeah Put the money where your mouth is Yeah, yeah, put the money where your mouth is Yeah, yeah, put the money where your mouth is [Outro: Mitchel Cave & Christian Anthony] Yeah, said you're gettin' on the road, make a couple grand a show But I really fuckin' doubt it (Doubt it) Yeah, put your money where your mouth is Lay it on the counter, rip it open, let me count it I got your girlfriend on my right side She's tryna joyride in the Audi, yeah Said she love me, but I doubt it, yeah You say you're poppin', boy, I doubt it Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh—