Paper Trail

I might have to just one take this shit
I don't know

(NSU GANG)
Shit getting serious
I ain't never switch up on my brothers man
know what the fuck going on

I'm stacking these 100s on top of these 50s
My nigga watch out for the paper trail
Fuck all my opps
I don't run from cops
They all on my dick when I make a sale
I be smoking exotics
I love all the flavors
If you got that pain I don't need a scale
Naz ina cut he stay rolling
Keep rolling
We rolling
We rolling like pass the wheel

Light up my spliff and I lift off
She giving me top till my dick soft
I beat up her guts and I slap on her ass
I'm fucking her hard when I'm pissed off
Balls over her head like the tip off
My team running down like the kickoff
I'm pressing the gas
Swerving these lanes
We spinning ya block if you lip off

100s & 50s
20s & 10s
I just been feeding my safe
It got all these biddys bringing they friends
But I need a lil space
Lets make a lil money and start a new trend
Put these niggas in they place
Upgrade from the bendz
I need a big body lets go ona race

Still rolling up thoinks with kfly
But now we smoke it to the face
In love with exotic flavors
Wanna cop it all just to see how it taste
I be rolling up big spliffs of the raw just to help me escape
Don't get caught ina crossfire trynna play tough
A nigga step on your lace

I'm stacking these 100s on top of these 50s
My nigga watch out for the paper trail
Fuck all my opps
I don't run from cops
They all on my dick when I make a sale
I be smoking exotics
I love all the flavors
If you got that pain I don't need a scale
Naz ina cut he stay rolling
Keep rolling
We rolling
We rolling like pass the wheel

Light up my spliff and I lift off
She giving me top till my dick soft
I beat up her guts and I slap on her ass
I'm fucking her hard when I'm pissed off
Balls over her head like the tip off
My team running down like the kickoff
I'm pressing the gas
Swerving these lanes
We spinning ya block if you lip off

Baby suck on my dick like a lollipop
She trynna link up ona collie block
Pop on your beam that's a mollywap
Like a elbow we be bending blocks
Lean out the window I'm sending shots
Watch him run off he gon call the cops
You deading the beef well im deading opps
Run up on me and I uhh GLTT
Run up on me that's your ending stop
I dip in your bitch like a tea bag
She slide to my crib with her knee pads
Bouta light up my spliff cause I need gas
I link up your bitch and she doing us
Just me and B-Ray its the two of us
Back out and I let the toolie buss
Off of the lean ima gloomy Gus

They know the vibe
I let it boom if I come outside
Its do or Die
Get right or get left better pick a side
They sliding where
Rolling up opps in my rocking chair
Fuck em up we ain't fighting fair
Tough talk you gon die in here

I'm stacking these 100s on top of these 50s
My nigga watch out for the paper trail
Fuck all my opps
I don't run from cops
They all on my dick when I make a sale
I be smoking exotics
I love all the flavors
If you got that pain I don't need a scale
Naz ina cut he stay rolling
Keep rolling
We rolling
We rolling like pass the wheel

Light up my spliff and I lift off
She giving me top till my dick soft
I beat up her guts and I slap on her ass
I'm fucking her hard when I'm pissed off
Balls over her head like the tip off
My team running down like the kickoff
I'm pressing the gas
Swerving these lanes
We spinning ya block if you lip off

(NSU GANG)
Do the right thing
Stop texting a lot of people first
and I stop hearing from people at all
I ain't mad I'm just focused
(You bitch ass nigga)