I'm a paper chaser, my glock I'll fire it You know what it is The moment you expired I handle my biz
I make somethin' outta nothin' You **** with the kid You bound to get shot frontin'
I'm a paper chaser, my glock I'll fire it You know what it is The moment you expired I handle my biz
I make somethin' outta nothin' You **** with the kid You bound to get shot frontin'
You got that big body Benz, ha You find the ***** that you want You just treat her and her friend, ha You don' ****** up that coke, ha
Them ****** mad as a ********** They finna get you smoked, ha They outside where you rest, ha Waitin' with the hammers to put a hole in yo chest, ha
It's hot you wearin' your vest, ha It's summer time and you can't even go out ***** you stressed, ha They talkin' about you in the hood, ha
They sayin' yo ass can't come around You sayin' you could, ha That ***** flip gave you the boot, ha She ain't ******' ***** with you 'Cause you ain't got no loot, ha
Ain't nothin' left for you to do, ha So you back in the hood with your pistol ready to shoot, ha It won't be long before you dead, ha ****** paid me to hit ya I gotta put one in yo head now
I'm a paper chaser, my glock I'll fire it You know what it is The moment you expired I handle my biz
I make somethin' outta nothin' You **** with the kid You bound to get shot frontin'
I'm a paper chaser, my glock I'll fire it You know what it is The moment you expired I handle my biz
I make somethin' outta nothin' You **** with the kid You bound to get shot frontin'
Yeah, it's my summer Go 'head say somethin', I want you to say somethin' So I can smacke the ******' black off you, ***** I spit in yo face faggot
Come through there man, I can't wait man Summer time we gon' mash out this year, ***** I got shooters, oh my god Ya' ****** don't want it with me now, man The **** man, ya'll now where I come from
They now what turf I was tourin' from South side *****, ride or be rode on You know the rules Live this summer or die this summer b It's real
I'm a paper chaser, my glock I'll fire it You know what it is The moment you expired I handle my biz
I make somethin' outta nothin' You **** with the kid You bound to get shot frontin'
I'm a paper chaser, my glock I'll fire it You know what it is The moment you expired I handle my biz
I make somethin' outta nothin' You **** with the kid You bound to get shot frontin'
You got that big body Benz, ha You find the ***** that you want You just treat her and her friend, ha You don' ****** up that coke, ha
Them ****** mad as a ********** They finna get you smoked, ha They outside where you rest, ha Waitin' with the hammers to put a hole in yo chest, ha
It's hot you wearin' your vest, ha It's summer time and you can't even go out ***** you stressed, ha They talkin' about you in the hood, ha
They sayin' yo ass can't come around You sayin' you could, ha That ***** flip gave you the boot, ha She ain't ******' ***** with you 'Cause you ain't got no loot, ha
Ain't nothin' left for you to do, ha So you back in the hood with your pistol ready to shoot, ha It won't be long before you dead, ha ****** paid me to hit ya I gotta put one in yo head now
I'm a paper chaser, my glock I'll fire it You know what it is The moment you expired I handle my biz
I make somethin' outta nothin' You **** with the kid You bound to get shot frontin'
I'm a paper chaser, my glock I'll fire it You know what it is The moment you expired I handle my biz
I make somethin' outta nothin' You **** with the kid You bound to get shot frontin'
Yeah, it's my summer Go 'head say somethin', I want you to say somethin' So I can smacke the ******' black off you, ***** I spit in yo face faggot
Come through there man, I can't wait man Summer time we gon' mash out this year, ***** I got shooters, oh my god Ya' ****** don't want it with me now, man The **** man, ya'll now where I come from
They now what turf I was tourin' from South side *****, ride or be rode on You know the rules Live this summer or die this summer b It's real
