Paper
Tell em niggas stop it
I know that you never ever wanna see me rapping
Telling all your friends im trash oh yeah stop the cappin'
You know I'm number one every nigga I overlapped em
See these niggas in the back I swear that they be mad bitch (I'm wit it)
Yeah they be mad bitch (I'm wit it)
I swear that they be mad bitch (I'm wit it)
Yeah cuz I'm savage (Innit)
And they see me stacking that money, that cheddar, that paper
Swear they see me stacking that money, that cheddar, that paper
Everyday I'm workin ballin so hard just like the lakers
So they see me stacking that money, that cheddar, that paper
Yeah I fuck on these haters
You know I've seen highs and lows
Smokin right out the store
Now I got bands cant say I'm poor
Buildin' on my talents so I'm stealing all the show
1 One time for hoes who know
2 For the hoes with they heels to the floor
3 For girl who gone please me on her knees and swear that she need me
Fuck it though I'm still gone lose control
Rockstar life but ain't no rock and roll
I got a sock ill roll up on the pussy niggas with the dogs
We on some paw patrol, calm controlled
Arms with load Stalk with presence omnipresent in the dark
We roam or stalk your home
Gettin' paper is the only talk we know
Yea we gettin that money
Yea we gettin that money
Yea all the talk I swear it is so funny
Yea all the talk I swear it is so funny
Yea we gettin that money
Yea we gettin that money
Yea all the talk I swear it is so funny
Yea all the talk I swear it is so funny
So I'm rolling up with my niggas, we so faded
Said let's go my niggas I got ice you know I'm jaded
Peep chameleon paint on the rari it's so painted
On the rari it's so painted
It's been too long I can't do wrong so I told myself gotta run it up
Got a couple niggas it ain't one of us
You shit on the gang u ain't one of us
Got me fogiatto dripping and I feel like I Roddy Ricch
My life a movie no lilo and stitch
Needless to say I can fuck on ur bitch
Now you know
Bitch I'm on road
Lookin' for the shows
Can't wait till the day I hear me on the radio
Cuz Imma blow
Nigga that's for sure
Better see me working better see me on the go
Don't got time for thotties don't got time for all these hoes
Just want me a baddie I can take out to the coast
And they see me stacking that money, that cheddar, that paper
Swear they see me stacking that money, that cheddar, that paper
Everyday I'm workin ballin so hard just like the lakers
So they see me stacking that money, that cheddar, that paper
Yeah I fuck on these haters
I know that you never ever wanna see me rapping
Telling all your friends im trash oh yeah stop the cappin'
You know I'm number one every nigga I overlapped em
See these niggas in the back I swear that they be mad bitch (I'm wit it)
Yeah they be mad bitch (I'm wit it)
I swear that they be mad bitch (I'm wit it)
Yeah cuz I'm savage (Innit)
And they see me stacking that money, that cheddar, that paper
Swear they see me stacking that money, that cheddar, that paper
Everyday I'm workin ballin so hard just like the lakers
So they see me stacking that money, that cheddar, that paper
Yeah I fuck on these haters
You know I've seen highs and lows
Smokin right out the store
Now I got bands cant say I'm poor
Buildin' on my talents so I'm stealing all the show
1 One time for hoes who know
2 For the hoes with they heels to the floor
3 For girl who gone please me on her knees and swear that she need me
Fuck it though I'm still gone lose control
Rockstar life but ain't no rock and roll
I got a sock ill roll up on the pussy niggas with the dogs
We on some paw patrol, calm controlled
Arms with load Stalk with presence omnipresent in the dark
We roam or stalk your home
Gettin' paper is the only talk we know
Yea we gettin that money
Yea we gettin that money
Yea all the talk I swear it is so funny
Yea all the talk I swear it is so funny
Yea we gettin that money
Yea we gettin that money
Yea all the talk I swear it is so funny
Yea all the talk I swear it is so funny
So I'm rolling up with my niggas, we so faded
Said let's go my niggas I got ice you know I'm jaded
Peep chameleon paint on the rari it's so painted
On the rari it's so painted
It's been too long I can't do wrong so I told myself gotta run it up
Got a couple niggas it ain't one of us
You shit on the gang u ain't one of us
Got me fogiatto dripping and I feel like I Roddy Ricch
My life a movie no lilo and stitch
Needless to say I can fuck on ur bitch
Now you know
Bitch I'm on road
Lookin' for the shows
Can't wait till the day I hear me on the radio
Cuz Imma blow
Nigga that's for sure
Better see me working better see me on the go
Don't got time for thotties don't got time for all these hoes
Just want me a baddie I can take out to the coast
And they see me stacking that money, that cheddar, that paper
Swear they see me stacking that money, that cheddar, that paper
Everyday I'm workin ballin so hard just like the lakers
So they see me stacking that money, that cheddar, that paper
Yeah I fuck on these haters
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Writer(s): Bradley Lysse
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