 I ain't chasing dope, you know I'm on the moon Ain't got time to dine in, so I settle for dry throes Can't step in, no ketchup, but red bottoms on my shoes You were talking when you started getting dope, so I got a shoe, but you had a shoe You know, just in case, newest lawyer for the case Dry that phone like I'm in a race, I'm on a paper chase, it ain't changed Now we treat them hunnids like it's just some pocket change Fuckers will switch up first, but had a nerdy say you changed Won't flame off your name, I guess it come with the game My life is far from plain, so you know I won't complain Italy or Spain, get and pay the bag if you see me That's why I came, I'm on a fucking couch I be grinding, ain't got time to lose That's why I can't dine in, eat that dry throes I be stacking, in designer shoes I be grinding, ain't got time to lose That's why I can't dine in, eat that dry throes I be stacking, in designer shoes I be stacking, in designer shoes I be stacking, in designer shoes Had to drive through a max and shot it what she like She say her number eight with no pickles and a sprite Got my chain and a drink, now she don't even need the ice She told me as long as they printin' bills We gon' be chasin' it for life when VVS's in my grill So they'll spark it when I bike, so I didn't realize Get her filled in, let her ride me like a bike Yeah, we know it's our deal, but we still gunna twice in You can't tell her shit, so the hell with your device What you mean, me and baby clean, get and pay to be on the scene Diamonds gleam, like the sound on this beat Bizzle beam, kill a scene Then we dip at the weed and got all the cream Then we leave at the weed and made at your chin I be grindin', ain't got time to lose That's why I can't dine in, eat that dry throes I be stacking, in designer shoes I hear paper chasin', all the bills are blue I be grindin', ain't got time to lose That's why I can't dine in, eat that dry throes I be stacking, in designer shoes I hear paper chasin', all the bills are blue