[Hook – Chinx][x2] Come and holla at a n***a some time Come and holla at a n***a some time Certified n***a, I be on it Got that money coming way too much to fold it Know a n***a on it [Verse 1 – Chinx] Shawty know I'm bout to scooper scrape Money coming in, you know I'm super straight I hold that money down like a paperweight Mines heavy, what your paper weigh? That president you're burning, chill, [?] My shooters banging 'till your f**ing wig fall off My n***as on that murder, [?], d**h k** f** a hater That's right, I done went left field for the paper Your main squeeze s**ing n***as dry f** the streets you should've chose school [?] It's Chinx Drugz, I'm the n***a with the juice super loose Grab your pistols, f** a truce [Hook][x2] [Verse 2 – Plenty] Four bad b**hes in the living room, I'm on my new sh** If it ain't bout residuals then I ain't get with you f** a critical, I need that n***a casket closed Fast life, lifting money and hoes is all I know Crap a** n***as from the bottom of the barrel Want to catch me at the light and pray I'm slipping like I'm Harold It's past sad though, you n***as pathetic You wanna roll with the kings, you think I'm Tyreke Evans Because I'm balling, but she won't get a ransom up out of me Drugz said it ain't a youngin in the streets as hot as me I gotta be the next n***a in line Haters pray on my demise, I just laugh and tell they hoes [Hook][x2]