Chinatown Lyrics

Choppa hold one hundred rounds

Make him go to Chinatown

Fn with extensions got designer on my fucking gown

I'm sitting on my thrown with Celine wheres my fucking crown

When I'm off codeine it makes my whole world upside down

And I got chrome all up on my tip

Niggas want to shoot me down but I don't give a shit

I stay ten toes on the ground wheres my fucking blick

And if she got a dump could give a fuck about her slits

And I got designer on my waist

Could give a fuck about a bitch might breezy slap her in her face

But then I got like twelve on me and I caught a fucking case

So I wouldn't risk my life for a lame bitch and her face

And I got these chains like a slave

Run up on me nigga you'll be put up in a grave

How you went from zero to one hundred in a fucking day

And I'm feeling like a boss call me Mr. fucking May

It's 100 opps nigga, you already know what the fuck going on nigga

Big ATM

Ay Choppa hold one hundred rounds

Make him go to Chinatown

Fn with extensions got designer on my fucking gown

I'm sitting on my thrown with Celine wheres my fucking crown

When I'm off codeine it makes my whole world upside down

And I got chrome all up on my tip

Niggas want to shoot me down but I don't give a shit

I stay ten toes on the ground where my fucking blick

And if she got a dump could give a fuck about her slits