Jefe
Yea
Vito
DNE
Pull up fly as fuck cuz I got Paper
Bullets line you up just like a taper
I be high as fuck up in the vapors
Betta cuff yo hoe or I'm gone take her
Give you a tombstone the Undertaker
Nigga you not real, yea that's just make up
All you tell is lies, yea that's called fables
Pussy Nigga yea that's what you labeled
Jefe, Jefe, Tell me What it do
All I want is bout a Brick or 2
Get that money then just let em choose
Beat that pussy up I leave it bruised
Nigga wit a attitude Ice cubes in my hennessy
Lemon haze in my Garcy She say she like my energy
He say he like the way I move that shit fast
Young nigga get rid of weight like a slim fast
Jefe, Jefe, Jefe What it do
Can I get me bout a brick or 2
All my niggas killas they will shoot
Fly as fuck designer to my shoe
She ain't wanna fuck til I got Paper
All these friends popped up when I got Paper
Diamonds bright as fuck cuz I got Paper
Only advice is just get ya Paper
Counting money now 20, 50,100,20, 50,100 STUNTIN
Fucking with some bad women, Put the pussy in a coma
Smoking on some good shit nigga, Know you smelling the aroma
Im a real street nigga Dog, got it all from the corner
Counting money now 20, 50,100,20, 50,100 STUNTIN
Nigga ask me where I been, I been getting to the Money
If she ask me where I been, tell her don't worry about that
If a nigga ever fall off, bet you I'mma bounce right back
Counting money now 20, 50,100,20, 50,100 STUNTIN
I been working all day, On my very last onion
Turn that shit into a game, Who can stack the most 100s
Love the sound of a K, sound like a nigga drumming
All of my niggas they shooters, All of my niggas they shooters, We don't need security
I can sense your insecurities, Hater niggas wanna bury me
Got a bitch trying to marry me, she can get the dick that's a guarantee
I can get em gone that's a guarantee talking to the plug like every week like
Jefe, Jefe, Jefe What it do
Can I get me bout a brick or 2
All my niggas killas they will shoot
Fly as fuck designer to my shoe
She ain't wanna fuck til I got Paper
All these friends popped up when I got Paper
Diamonds bright as fuck cuz I got Paper
Only advice is just get ya Paper
Vito
DNE
Pull up fly as fuck cuz I got Paper
Bullets line you up just like a taper
I be high as fuck up in the vapors
Betta cuff yo hoe or I'm gone take her
Give you a tombstone the Undertaker
Nigga you not real, yea that's just make up
All you tell is lies, yea that's called fables
Pussy Nigga yea that's what you labeled
Jefe, Jefe, Tell me What it do
All I want is bout a Brick or 2
Get that money then just let em choose
Beat that pussy up I leave it bruised
Nigga wit a attitude Ice cubes in my hennessy
Lemon haze in my Garcy She say she like my energy
He say he like the way I move that shit fast
Young nigga get rid of weight like a slim fast
Jefe, Jefe, Jefe What it do
Can I get me bout a brick or 2
All my niggas killas they will shoot
Fly as fuck designer to my shoe
She ain't wanna fuck til I got Paper
All these friends popped up when I got Paper
Diamonds bright as fuck cuz I got Paper
Only advice is just get ya Paper
Counting money now 20, 50,100,20, 50,100 STUNTIN
Fucking with some bad women, Put the pussy in a coma
Smoking on some good shit nigga, Know you smelling the aroma
Im a real street nigga Dog, got it all from the corner
Counting money now 20, 50,100,20, 50,100 STUNTIN
Nigga ask me where I been, I been getting to the Money
If she ask me where I been, tell her don't worry about that
If a nigga ever fall off, bet you I'mma bounce right back
Counting money now 20, 50,100,20, 50,100 STUNTIN
I been working all day, On my very last onion
Turn that shit into a game, Who can stack the most 100s
Love the sound of a K, sound like a nigga drumming
All of my niggas they shooters, All of my niggas they shooters, We don't need security
I can sense your insecurities, Hater niggas wanna bury me
Got a bitch trying to marry me, she can get the dick that's a guarantee
I can get em gone that's a guarantee talking to the plug like every week like
Jefe, Jefe, Jefe What it do
Can I get me bout a brick or 2
All my niggas killas they will shoot
Fly as fuck designer to my shoe
She ain't wanna fuck til I got Paper
All these friends popped up when I got Paper
Diamonds bright as fuck cuz I got Paper
Only advice is just get ya Paper
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Writer(s): Michael Gibson
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