Kyeahh!
You know im riding 'round the city juugin'
These n***as don't understand this sh** man
Im on a motherf**in paper chase
[Hook (X2]
Im on a paper chase
Im on a paper chase
Im on a paper chase
Im on a paper chase
I say im ridin round the city and im juugin
Im ridin round the city and im juugin
[Verse 1 - Young Scooter]
Ridin through the city, stuck in traffic, me and casino
Known for drug trafficking the work in 'lil mexico
Cartel sh**, clean work no
Good prices through, plus you can double yours (Holy Sh-)
And sh** I know it cost $270,000 for it
It's worth it, you can make a million dollars t**n'
Im certain, I get them bales and I wrap 'em perfect
Im working, I can hear them dead people talkin
Im after them, cuz you know im tryin to rubber band them
Scooter got a dope boy vision, they can't stand him
Especially, when im on a paper chase I dummy them
My specialty, freebands n***a I want all of them
Hook (X2)
[Verse 2 - Young Scooter]
Im ridin through the city, I got prices lower than you
I can serve whatever I dont f** with dog food
Whenever, however I get them off and splurge through
I flex so much I never know my next move
Ridin past the aston martin all orange guts
Off tan bricks man you know I f**ed them up
Im on a juug-a-thon counting, running bands up
Im on a paper chase them old hundreds band up
Swag bales, stacked up all the work whipped up
Im ridin thru the city straight juugin free bands
You buy a hundred pounds get a free ten bands
You want that A1 holla at Future I remix a n***a' a**
Hook (X2)