Ching Ching
I was broker than a phone screen
Needed work like a dope fiend
Fuck a half want the whole thing
Cause I need enough for the whole team
Plug scared but ya boy clean
I can move it cause my phone ring
Don't fuck wit me
Turn to Halloween
Jackpot
Slot machine
Ching Ching
I had to go do some mean tings
I hand to pull out that red beam
I want the money plus everyting
Ching Ching nigga bling bling
Team winning champion ring
Gold shining like oil sheen
More hoes than a door screen
Ching Ching got plug dreams
Turn the white into green tings
Filled up the car with that gasoline
Open the door it's a hundred fiends
Ching Ching nigga bling bling
Like my daddy yea it's in my genes
Crown a nigga I'm a young king
Got my own money prince Akeem
Ching Ching
Bling Bling
My niggas shine like ten diamond rings
We ballin' hard we the dream team
And come clean yo ass out just like mean green
Nigga mean green
What you mean
Run in yo spot and take everything
You heard what he said we got red beams
So when aiming at you we won't miss a thing
Another murder scene
Gasoline
Smoke yo ass out we on 93
If it ain't about money don't talk to me
And yes I am a product of the streets (Uhn)
I remember sitting in the trap
Pistol phone dope on my lap
Serve the fiends and watch em come back
I should get a plaque the way I sold crack
I was broker than a phone screen
Needed work like a dope fiend
Fuck a half want the whole thing
Cause I need enough for the whole team
Plug scared but ya boy clean
I can move it cause my phone ring
Don't fuck wit me
Turn to Halloween
Jackpot
Slot machine
Ching Ching
I had to go do some mean tings
I hand to pull out that red beam
I want the money plus everyting
Ching Ching nigga bling bling
Team winning champion ring
Gold shining like oil sheen
More hoes than a door screen
Ching Ching got plug dreams
Turn the white into green tings
Filled up the car with that gasoline
Open the door it's a hundred fiends
Ching Ching nigga bling bling
Like my daddy yea it's in my genes
Crown a nigga I'm a young king
Got my own money prince Akeem
Ching Ching
Jackpot Jackpot nigga
Crack spot black glock nigga
Kick door don't knock nigga
Give it up or get shot nigga
I hit you trap just like Vegas nigga
Came with a little left caking nigga
I know what you got what you making nigga
I want it all you can't save it nigga
I done hit the fucking lotto (Ayeee)
Kill or be killed that's the motto
On the couch drinking out the bottle
This bitch on my dick she a model (She badd)
And she fuck her friends they the swing team
Got a room with shawty and this badd ting
The money keep call like ring ring
Two bitches that swallow
Ching Ching
I was broker than a phone screen
Needed work like a dope fiend
Fuck a half want the whole thing
Cause I need enough for the whole team
Plug scared but ya boy clean
I can move it cause my phone ring
Don't fuck wit me
Turn to Halloween
Jackpot
Slot machine
Ching Ching
I had to go do some mean tings
I hand to pull out that red beam
I want the money plus everyting
Ching Ching nigga bling bling
Team winning champion ring
Gold shining like oil sheen
More hoes than a door screen
Ching Ching got plug dreams
Turn the white into green tings
Filled up the car with that gasoline
Open the door it's a hundred fiends
Ching Ching nigga bling bling
Like my daddy yea it's in my genes
Crown a nigga I'm a young king
Got my own money prince Akeem
Ching Ching
Needed work like a dope fiend
Fuck a half want the whole thing
Cause I need enough for the whole team
Plug scared but ya boy clean
I can move it cause my phone ring
Don't fuck wit me
Turn to Halloween
Jackpot
Slot machine
Ching Ching
I had to go do some mean tings
I hand to pull out that red beam
I want the money plus everyting
Ching Ching nigga bling bling
Team winning champion ring
Gold shining like oil sheen
More hoes than a door screen
Ching Ching got plug dreams
Turn the white into green tings
Filled up the car with that gasoline
Open the door it's a hundred fiends
Ching Ching nigga bling bling
Like my daddy yea it's in my genes
Crown a nigga I'm a young king
Got my own money prince Akeem
Ching Ching
Bling Bling
My niggas shine like ten diamond rings
We ballin' hard we the dream team
And come clean yo ass out just like mean green
Nigga mean green
What you mean
Run in yo spot and take everything
You heard what he said we got red beams
So when aiming at you we won't miss a thing
Another murder scene
Gasoline
Smoke yo ass out we on 93
If it ain't about money don't talk to me
And yes I am a product of the streets (Uhn)
I remember sitting in the trap
Pistol phone dope on my lap
Serve the fiends and watch em come back
I should get a plaque the way I sold crack
I was broker than a phone screen
Needed work like a dope fiend
Fuck a half want the whole thing
Cause I need enough for the whole team
Plug scared but ya boy clean
I can move it cause my phone ring
Don't fuck wit me
Turn to Halloween
Jackpot
Slot machine
Ching Ching
I had to go do some mean tings
I hand to pull out that red beam
I want the money plus everyting
Ching Ching nigga bling bling
Team winning champion ring
Gold shining like oil sheen
More hoes than a door screen
Ching Ching got plug dreams
Turn the white into green tings
Filled up the car with that gasoline
Open the door it's a hundred fiends
Ching Ching nigga bling bling
Like my daddy yea it's in my genes
Crown a nigga I'm a young king
Got my own money prince Akeem
Ching Ching
Jackpot Jackpot nigga
Crack spot black glock nigga
Kick door don't knock nigga
Give it up or get shot nigga
I hit you trap just like Vegas nigga
Came with a little left caking nigga
I know what you got what you making nigga
I want it all you can't save it nigga
I done hit the fucking lotto (Ayeee)
Kill or be killed that's the motto
On the couch drinking out the bottle
This bitch on my dick she a model (She badd)
And she fuck her friends they the swing team
Got a room with shawty and this badd ting
The money keep call like ring ring
Two bitches that swallow
Ching Ching
I was broker than a phone screen
Needed work like a dope fiend
Fuck a half want the whole thing
Cause I need enough for the whole team
Plug scared but ya boy clean
I can move it cause my phone ring
Don't fuck wit me
Turn to Halloween
Jackpot
Slot machine
Ching Ching
I had to go do some mean tings
I hand to pull out that red beam
I want the money plus everyting
Ching Ching nigga bling bling
Team winning champion ring
Gold shining like oil sheen
More hoes than a door screen
Ching Ching got plug dreams
Turn the white into green tings
Filled up the car with that gasoline
Open the door it's a hundred fiends
Ching Ching nigga bling bling
Like my daddy yea it's in my genes
Crown a nigga I'm a young king
Got my own money prince Akeem
Ching Ching
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Writer(s): Pooh Gunna
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