Point Blank lyrics

[Chorus: Chinx]
I be getting to the money on a quarter tank
Talking money n*gga, point blank
Have my youngin run up on a n*gga, point blank
f*ck the talking, throw that money in the coin tank
I get straight to the money
And b*tch we ain’t speaking and you ain’t getting it from me
You know how we keep it and everything be 100
And f*ck with the squad, b*tch you know that we run it

[Verse 1: Chinx]
See the homies who I do it for
Copped 40, told em move along
I helped n*gga Sean, been balling
Move through the Carolinas, then Florida
Ain’t no threat n*gga, safe sex
Only thing we shoot up is latex, fake sweat
Dripping on the stove with it
Whipping in the cold blizzards
Started from the floor with it, cold with it
n*gga I know
Bet he catch a lick if he knew what I know
Wide body, tryna duck the pot holes
Took loses and I shook it off
They ain’t wanna see these young n*ggas pull it off
[Chorus: Chinx]
I be getting to the money on a quarter tank
Talking money n*gga, point blank
Have my youngin run up on a n*gga, point blank
f*ck the talking, throw that money in the coin tank
I get straight to the money
And b*tch we ain’t speaking and you ain’t getting it from me
You know how we keep it and everything be 100
And f*ck with the squad, b*tch you know that we run it

[Verse 2: CokeBoy Zack]
I’m a sandman
f*ck her on the same night
Blow it on the same night
I’m leaving on the same night
Coming straight out of gutter
I be f*cking these b*tches, and [?] we got another
If you reach for my chain, I bet my young get to drumming
If you turn the lights down, I bet your b*tch see the covers
Coming out the hallway, b*tches daddy [?]
You the first, that’s what they all say
And we break a b*tch down, we play a long way
And we ain’t never had sh*t, we at the hallway
Thinking bout it, cars, foreigns, and rings around em
They know my n*ggas down to go, they ain’t gone think about it
And I be busting out the bando, you read about it
And all the sh*t we bout to do, I know you dream about it
[Chorus: Chinx]
I be getting to the money on a quarter tank
Talking money n*gga, point blank
Have my youngin run up on a n*gga, point blank
f*ck the talking, throw that money in the coin tank
I get straight to the money
And b*tch we ain’t speaking and you ain’t getting it from me
You know how we keep it and everything be 100
And f*ck with the squad, b*tch you know that we run it