[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]