Lyrics CHUMPCHANGE - 1nonly

(dwilly i'm scared)
Chump change
Seven-seven figure baby gotta get some more
Get some chump change

Aye aye aye
I'm the drop sippin', block spinnin'
Money flip it get it going
Body ripping, shawty pippin'
Top is missin' in the foreign
Locked in the depths where the scums go west side
Baby from the strip I keep the gun low
B-Bitch I see through hells eyes
You can come and find me at my shows, I keep that shells hot
Knocking dropping bodies on the floor, I-I can smell opps
Hiding round the corner, stacking paper like a mail box
I got blue and green, I let the feds watch
Who that, who that?
Move weight, shoot that
Look back, It's that
Motherfucker keep a steal up on him like
He 'bout to cook that
One rack, two racks, three racks, four
Chump change seven figure baby gotta get some more

Chump change (change)
Seven-seven figure baby gotta get some more
Get some chump change (change)
Seven-seven figure baby gotta get some more (wait)

It's that southside playa
P-P-Pistol packin' paper stackin (killa)
Coming up out them sticks, when we hit their block they run back in
(Come here) Mama done raised a Soulja boy, I'm like "what's hanninn"
I done modded all my glocks, all the opps think that I'm hackin'
He so-, He so focused on his image, put him on a Tee
We send 223's, he send Msg's
Meso-, Mesothelioma off this gas I cannot breathe
Don't try to keep up with me
Better go get some, get cheese

Chump change (change)
Seven-seven figure baby gotta get some more
Get some chump change (change)
Seven-seven figure baby gotta get some more

Get some chump change (change)
Seven-seven figure baby gotta get some more
Get some chump change (change)
Seven-seven figure baby gotta get some more