Point Blank Lyrics - Chinx

I be getting to the money on a quarter tank 

Talking money nigga, point blank 

Have my youngin run up on a nigga, point blank 

Fuck the talking, throw that money in the coin tank 

I get straight to the money 

And bitch we ain't speaking and you ain't getting it from me 

You know how we keep it and everything be 100 

And fuck with the squad, bitch you know that we run it 

See the homies who I do it for 

Copped 40, told em move along 

I helped nigga Sean, been balling 

Move through the Carolinas, then Florida 

Ain't no threat nigga, 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 

Nigga I know 

Bet he catch a lick if he knew what I know 

Wide body, tryna duck the pot holes 

Took losses and I sit off 

They ain't wanna see these young niggas pull it off 

I be getting to the money on a quarter tank 

Talking money nigga, point blank 

Have my youngin run up on a nigga, point blank 

Fuck the talking, throw that money in the coin tank 

I get straight to the money 

And bitch we ain't speaking and you ain't getting it from me 

You know how we keep it and everything be 100 

And fuck with the squad, bitch you know that we run it 

I'm a sandman 

Fuck 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 fucking these bitches, 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 bitch see the covers 

Coming out the hallway, bitches daddy [?] 

You the first, that's what they all say 

And we break a bitch down, we play a long way 

And we ain't never had shit, we at the hallway 

Thinking bout it, cars, foreigns, and rings around em 

They know my niggas down to go, they ain't gone think about it 

And I be busting out the bando, you read about it 

And all the shit we bout to do, I know you dream about it 

I be getting to the money on a quarter tank 

Talking money nigga, point blank 

Have my youngin run up on a nigga, point blank 

Fuck the talking, throw that money in the coin tank 

I get straight to the money 

And bitch we ain't speaking and you ain't getting it from me 

You know how we keep it and everything be 100 

And fuck with the squad, bitch you know that we run it 

I'm a sandman 

Fuck her on the same night 

Blow it on the same night 

I'm leaving on the same night 

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