Chasin Paper (feat. Rich Homie Quan) Song Lyrics

What up RH Quan, What up GuWop baby
Oh my god I'm trippin', oh my god I'm lazy
You's a bitch nigga, I'ma rich nigga
Make your wish nigga, I'ma prince nigga
We ready for shootouts, we don't dodge 'em nigga
Need about 15 bucks with this carbon nigga
Whole team eatin', we not starving nigga
Plus my bitch and car, it stay foreign nigga
Got a bitch from Magic City who wanna ride him
Gotta be loaded just to ride him (wasted)
MC Hammer would love to ride him (can't touch me)
Trina Slip and slide on it
Got burglar bar doors up on the spot woadie
No dudes, we just want woadettes
Buy that bitch a 20 thousand dollar Rolex
Now when you see her in public, her ego on flex (can't tell her nothin')

Aye Quan (what it do), what up round? (What you talkin' bout thug)
She suck me to sleep, she suck me to sleep whenever she come to town
Baby girl that swoop, baby girl that swoop, Rich Homie done tore her down
Plus she wanna fuck me 'cause I order up the ones by the motherfuckin' pound
Just chase after the motherfuckin' paper, cha-cha-chase after the motherfuckin paper