Chasin’ Paper Songtext
von Gucci Mane feat. Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug

What up RH Quan, What up GuWop baby
Oh my god I′m trippin', oh my god I′m lazy
You's a bitch nigga, I'ma rich nigga
Make your wish nigga, I′ma prince nigga
We ready for shootouts, we don′t dodge 'em nigga
Need about 15 bucks with this carbon nigga
Whole team eatin′, we not starving nigga
Plus my bitch and car, it stay foreign nigga
Got a bitch from Magic City who wanna ride him
Gotta be loaded just to ride him (wasted)
MC Hammer would love to ride him (can't touch me)
Trina Slip and slide on it
Got burglar bar doors up on the spot woadie
No dudes, we just want woadettes
Buy that bitch a 20 thousand dollar Rolex
Now when you see her in public, her ego on flex (can′t tell her nothin')


Aye Quan (what it do), what up round? (What you talkin′ bout thug)
She suck me to sleep, she suck me to sleep whenever she come to town
Baby girl that swoop, baby girl that swoop, Rich Homie done tore her down
Plus she wanna fuck me 'cause I order up the ones by the motherfuckin' pound
Just chase after the motherfuckin′ paper, cha-cha-chase after the motherfuckin paper
Let′s just chase after the motherfuckin' paper, cha-cha-chase after the motherfuckin paper
We gon′ chase after the motherfuckin' paper, he gon′ chase after the motherfuckin' paper
She gon′ chase after the motherfuckin' paper, real niggas chase after the motherfuckin' paper

Made myself a legend, signed a bunch of legends
Made a half a million dollars, Bouldercrest and Gresham
If you a bitch then they gon′ disrespect you, you a lame them niggas gon′ press you
Got a pistol but that don't impress me, I′m the nigga that killed your nephew
This right here a banger, I ain't talkin′ bout no singer
Put a hole in a stranger cause' Guwop don′t run from danger
Gucci Mane ball like an athlete, nigga I might break your ankles
Someone call El Chapo, tell him Guwop said I'm thankful
Gucci Mane rock with vatos, Carbon 15's I got those
Big buck shots I bust those, I leave a doughnut hole in your uncle
Told the plug send ′em nigga vamos, 150 bricks send pronto
Re-rocking squares in my condo and I don′t give a fuck if my ma know


Aye Quan (what it do), what up round? (What you talkin' bout thug)
She suck me to sleep, she suck me to sleep whenever she come to town
Baby girl that swoop, baby girl that swoop Rich Homie done tore her down
Plus she wanna fuck me ′cause I order up the ones by the motherfuckin' pound
Just chase after the motherfuckin′ paper, cha-cha-chase after the motherfuckin paper
Let's just chase after the motherfuckin′ paper, cha-cha-chase after the motherfuckin paper
We gon' chase after the motherfuckin' paper, he gon′ chase after the motherfuckin′ paper
She gon' chase after the motherfuckin′ paper, real niggas chase after the motherfuckin' paper

I′m tired cause I been chasin' after motherfuckin paper
Givin′ all my niggas high fives, gettin' tired of ballin' on ′em like the Lakers
And all the bitches say I get around, like the equator
I can feel when a hater make a sound, vibration
I′m chasin' motherfuckin′ paper, fuck what a hater got to say 'bout me
I′m a real big dog, won't play ′bout me
I'm In the coupe, and it blue go fast like zoom and the engine in the back
And that bitch came with juice, she the swoop she the swoop, I been hit that

Aye Quan (what it do), what up round? (What you talkin' bout thug)
She suck me to sleep, she suck me to sleep whenever she come to town
Baby girl that swoop, baby girl that swoop Rich Homie done tore her down
Plus she wanna fuck me ′cause I order up the ones by the motherfuckin′ pound
Just chase after the motherfuckin' paper, cha-cha-chase after the motherfuckin paper
Let′s just chase after the motherfuckin' paper, cha-cha-chase after the motherfuckin paper
We gon′ chase after the motherfuckin' paper, he gon′ chase after the motherfuckin' paper
She gon' chase after the motherfuckin′ paper, real niggas chase after the motherfuckin′ paper