(94 Fatso)
X2
Sometimes you don’t know what’s going o-on my mind
I can’t fuck no bitch that’s just gon waste all my time
Countin blue hunnids, gotta stay on my grind
Gotta tech nine and I’m thuggin homocide

(94 Fatso)
Yea I’m thinkin homocide
All my n***as ride
All my n***as really on that
Make yo momma cry
Gotta tech nine
If you really wanna die
If you wanna know some n***as that’ll really take yo life
From the ‘Rine to the Bay
From the Bay to the ‘Rine
Where we fuckin bad bitches
While we clutchin on that iron
Ion want no hoe that gon be lookin for relations
I just want a hoe who drop that neck in different places
Me and 94 we ridin dirty in that spaceship
Dick up in that 30 and I’m wettin bitches faces
I can chase no bitches
Bitch I’m only paper chasin
Hungry for that money
I can’t cope when I be cravin
(94 Fatso)
Yea I can’t cope when I be cravin
Bitch I’m only paper chasin
Bitch I’m only paper chasin
I can’t chase no bitches
Bitch I’m only paper chasin

(94 Fatso)
X2
Sometimes you don’t know what’s going o-on my mind
I can’t fuck no bitch that’s just gon waste all my time
Countin blue hunnids, gotta stay on my grind
Gotta tech nine and I’m thuggin homocide