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)