Fancy
Yaaaah, yah
Yuh
Wha
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
Pop out in the fabric lil nigga
Get ya weight up
Niggas wanna doubt me but
I'm getting to that paper
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
Pop out in the fabric lil nigga
Get ya weight up
Niggas wanna doubt me but
I'm getting to that paper
Paper
Paper
Getting to that paper
Paper
Paper
I'm the new on the scene
I did this shit clean
I never do dirty
Huh, yea
They do anything, by any means
They all in hurry
Uh, yea
I'm taking my time
Perfecting my grind
I'm watching my step
I'm focused on mine
I'm always prepared
You caught in a bind
Hey, hey
Aye, yea I'm up on the scene
Give me the script
I know the routine
Huh, yea
They giving me looks
Think that I'm shook
They think that I'm mean
Huh, yea
I ain't know rook
I read all the books
You know how I be
Uh, yea
Don't need your opinions, huh
Don't care how you been feeling
Thinking can I get a million
The sky is the limit
And you stuck on the ceiling, huh yea
No lies in the business
I'm climbing the building
The thrill is appealing, uh yea
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
Pop out in the fabric lil nigga
Get ya weight up
Niggas wanna doubt me but
I'm getting to that paper
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
Pop out in the fabric lil nigga
Get ya weight up
Niggas wanna doubt me but
I'm getting to that paper
Paper
Paper
Getting to that paper
Paper
Paper
They pray on ya fall
Hope a nigga never ball
But when a nigga got it all
A nigga bett not hear a call
Now you all up on my balls
Hey
Hey
Just a bunch of fakes
Steaking on ya plate
Plotting on ya bank
Tipping on the ship to sank
Sipping the shit that you drank
Loving the shit that you hate
Hey, hey
Bitch I'm doing great, huh
On to finer things, huh
Rock designer jeans
You wasn't here for behind the scenes, huh
Don't you cry to me, huh
No apologies, hey
Got a lot cheese
I'm stacking my money it's hard to see
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
In ya bitch house
Yeah she dropped them panties aye
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
Pop out in the fabric lil nigga
Get ya weight up
Niggas wanna doubt me but
I'm getting to that paper
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
Pop out in the fabric lil nigga
Get ya weight up
Niggas wanna doubt me but
I'm getting to that paper
Paper
Paper
Getting to that paper
Paper
Paper
Yuh
Wha
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
Pop out in the fabric lil nigga
Get ya weight up
Niggas wanna doubt me but
I'm getting to that paper
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
Pop out in the fabric lil nigga
Get ya weight up
Niggas wanna doubt me but
I'm getting to that paper
Paper
Paper
Getting to that paper
Paper
Paper
I'm the new on the scene
I did this shit clean
I never do dirty
Huh, yea
They do anything, by any means
They all in hurry
Uh, yea
I'm taking my time
Perfecting my grind
I'm watching my step
I'm focused on mine
I'm always prepared
You caught in a bind
Hey, hey
Aye, yea I'm up on the scene
Give me the script
I know the routine
Huh, yea
They giving me looks
Think that I'm shook
They think that I'm mean
Huh, yea
I ain't know rook
I read all the books
You know how I be
Uh, yea
Don't need your opinions, huh
Don't care how you been feeling
Thinking can I get a million
The sky is the limit
And you stuck on the ceiling, huh yea
No lies in the business
I'm climbing the building
The thrill is appealing, uh yea
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
Pop out in the fabric lil nigga
Get ya weight up
Niggas wanna doubt me but
I'm getting to that paper
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
Pop out in the fabric lil nigga
Get ya weight up
Niggas wanna doubt me but
I'm getting to that paper
Paper
Paper
Getting to that paper
Paper
Paper
They pray on ya fall
Hope a nigga never ball
But when a nigga got it all
A nigga bett not hear a call
Now you all up on my balls
Hey
Hey
Just a bunch of fakes
Steaking on ya plate
Plotting on ya bank
Tipping on the ship to sank
Sipping the shit that you drank
Loving the shit that you hate
Hey, hey
Bitch I'm doing great, huh
On to finer things, huh
Rock designer jeans
You wasn't here for behind the scenes, huh
Don't you cry to me, huh
No apologies, hey
Got a lot cheese
I'm stacking my money it's hard to see
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
In ya bitch house
Yeah she dropped them panties aye
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
Pop out in the fabric lil nigga
Get ya weight up
Niggas wanna doubt me but
I'm getting to that paper
Yeah I'm dripped out
Yeah I'm looking very fancy
Pop out in the fabric lil nigga
Get ya weight up
Niggas wanna doubt me but
I'm getting to that paper
Paper
Paper
Getting to that paper
Paper
Paper
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Casimir
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