Paper Chase
Yeah
Yeah
Ok
Money comes and this money goes
Made a couple bands off a couple shows
Bitch I'm getting bread making fucking toast
Bitch I'm cuffing bands I ain't cuffing hoes
Need a new bitch and a money printer
Stop watching niggas get yo money nigga
What's mines is mines do not touch it nigga
They gon' find your body in a fucking river
Imma always get it like it's coming nigga
I don't know them I ain't fucking with em'
How you always hustling but you stay broke, it ain't working for you need to hustle different
Now yo bitch swallow my fucking children
Busted in her mouth that's a couple million
Boy my bitch look like a fucking dinner
Bet save that drama you don't want it nigga
Breaking trees down got a couple splinters
I be burning gas like a fucking engine
On a paper chase cuz I run to get it
I can never change stay 100 nigga
Keep my flows hot like it's summer nigga
Back then they ain't want a nigga
If the bitch broke I don't want her nigga
Got a 40 cal that I tuck in denim
I was born and raised in this city dog
It ain't shit to let the semi talk
Take her home get her fendi off
But I'm out the door soon as benji calls
Everyday struggle like biggie smalls
Her ass fat but her titties small
They the perfect size, I'm the perfect guy
Take her bra shopping at a mini mall
Yeah
Ok
Money comes and this money goes
Made a couple bands off a couple shows
Bitch I'm getting bread making fucking toast
Bitch I'm cuffing bands I ain't cuffing hoes
Need a new bitch and a money printer
Stop watching niggas get yo money nigga
What's mines is mines do not touch it nigga
They gon' find your body in a fucking river
Imma always get it like it's coming nigga
I don't know them I ain't fucking with em'
How you always hustling but you stay broke, it ain't working for you need to hustle different
Now yo bitch swallow my fucking children
Busted in her mouth that's a couple million
Boy my bitch look like a fucking dinner
Bet save that drama you don't want it nigga
Breaking trees down got a couple splinters
I be burning gas like a fucking engine
On a paper chase cuz I run to get it
I can never change stay 100 nigga
Keep my flows hot like it's summer nigga
Back then they ain't want a nigga
If the bitch broke I don't want her nigga
Got a 40 cal that I tuck in denim
I was born and raised in this city dog
It ain't shit to let the semi talk
Take her home get her fendi off
But I'm out the door soon as benji calls
Everyday struggle like biggie smalls
Her ass fat but her titties small
They the perfect size, I'm the perfect guy
Take her bra shopping at a mini mall
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Writer(s): Joseph Ebrahim
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