Paper Cha$in

[Intro] Dolla bill Yeah Music, from the soul y'all Yeah [Verse 1] I tell my niggas we gotta chase the bills (bills) 1000s a couple mills (a couple mills) Vanilla skies Nice crib (nice crib) Dependin' on the weather how I choose my 'mobile ('mobile) Cruise through the strip Just to cop a zip Bad chick (yeah) Tatted underneath her lip (yeah) Get a lift Guarantee I'm gonna hit (gonna' hit) She love the shit I wear (uh) Sponsored by the time of year (yeah) Always prepared (yeah) Dutch master (yeah) In her ear (yeah) Get plastered My crew members get [?] (uh) Skateboardin' fashion (yeah) Nascar drivin (uh) Your hoe love my adlibs (yeah) Dolla bill (Dope) (Yeah x4) [Hook] Bitch I gotta get the cash x3 (yeah x2) (Carti x8) I gotta get the cash Bitch I gotta get the cash x3 (yeah x2) (Carti x8) I gotta get the cash x2 [Verse 2] ([?]) All my niggas skate (skate) All you niggas hate (yeah) This Fendi on my waist (yeah) Your chick gave me that (damn) I can't feel my face (uh) (damn) (hol' up hol' up) (yeah) I can't feel my face (yeah) I got a foreign car Foreign bra (uh) Good head Pornstar (yeah) Cash first Fuck yall (carti) Creamtoppers I gotta ball (yeah) Outfit come from Montreal (yeah) Make a scene when I'm in the mall [?] (hol' up) Your girl she gon' [?] [Hook]