Paid n Full
Walking in with the drip its a goodnight
Throwing sauce round the room like a food fight
I cant cuff you baby i will not do right
Send some niggas bless you wipe you gesundheit
Tried to tell these lil boys that the gang up next
Oh you wifed her she bopped up so triple x
And before them boys knew me as rockstar
Lil jigga was stamped in the city aint got to flex
They keep talking bout niggas getting sick off this virus
Aint nothing going round but some money
Im the king of this castle
I say its off with your head lil nigga you is a done yon
You be walking around like a mufuckin clown
I be seeing it dont think its funny
And my mind keep on racing
The only thing rockstar be thinking about is blue hundreds
No i dont need no hook I go hard on the beat
Ima get on it wont let up on it
Treat my bitch and my pistol the same
Ima squeeze on that thing make it buss like its horny
How the fuck you be talking bout you going to war with niggas
You dont stack up no money
Drop me off in the jungle with lions and tigers and bears
I swear I won't go hungry
Ou its mufucking lit
I got your lil drop from your bitch
You know she aint shit
I got a backie need a bic
I passed the shit to lil sticks now he choking like shit
They say that rockstar be popping his shit
Correction Rockstar popping just like hot grits
Big money business i'm feeling like mitch
But no i wont let no rico take my shit
Fuck the fame bitch i' here for respect
If I dont get it off with your neck
Healthy dog bitch I got to the vet
Paid in full tell them run me my check
I stop giving out love cause folks be a mess
Got to work for this shit girl i'm hard to impress
And i never had been the type to be ducking no smoke
Lil nigga just send the address
But i'm ducking and dodging these snakes and these demons
They all be fake and they all be hating
Free my boy hamma he stuck down the road
He use to skip school rather trap out the vacant
Know id be at the top all it take is some patients
Sushi boi he a rockstar a star in the making
While i got me some spear time
Im bout to just hit this lil bop
Got her speaking in tongues like she Haitian
And my nigga is plugged in he dont got no dreads
But that nigga got Ps like he a Jamaican
When a nigga blow up they gone pray on my downfall
But i will not give up ima keep they ass waiting
I remember when roaches would scatter the kitchen
Ill never got back hell no no way
And i feel like ace boogie
Im tired of my pockets being flat im tryna get mufucking paid
Walking in with the drip its a goodnight
Throwing sauce round the room like a food fight
I cant cuff you baby i will not do right
Send some niggas bless you wipe you gesundheit
Tried to tell these lil boys that the gang up next
Oh you wifed her she bopped up so triple x
And before them boys knew me as rockstar
Lil jigga was stamped in the city aint got to flex
They keep talking bout niggas getting sick off this virus
Aint nothing going round but some money
Im the king of this castle
I say its off with your head lil nigga you is a done yon
You be walking around like a mufuckin clown
I be seeing it dont think its funny
And my mind keep on racing
The only thing rockstar be thinking about is blue hundreds
No i dont need no hook I go hard on the beat
Ima get on it wont let up on it
Treat my bitch and my pistol the same
Ima squeeze on that thing make it buss like its horny
How the fuck you be talking bout you going to war with niggas
You dont stack up no money
Drop me off in the jungle with lions and tigers and bears
I swear i wont go hungry
Throwing sauce round the room like a food fight
I cant cuff you baby i will not do right
Send some niggas bless you wipe you gesundheit
Tried to tell these lil boys that the gang up next
Oh you wifed her she bopped up so triple x
And before them boys knew me as rockstar
Lil jigga was stamped in the city aint got to flex
They keep talking bout niggas getting sick off this virus
Aint nothing going round but some money
Im the king of this castle
I say its off with your head lil nigga you is a done yon
You be walking around like a mufuckin clown
I be seeing it dont think its funny
And my mind keep on racing
The only thing rockstar be thinking about is blue hundreds
No i dont need no hook I go hard on the beat
Ima get on it wont let up on it
Treat my bitch and my pistol the same
Ima squeeze on that thing make it buss like its horny
How the fuck you be talking bout you going to war with niggas
You dont stack up no money
Drop me off in the jungle with lions and tigers and bears
I swear I won't go hungry
Ou its mufucking lit
I got your lil drop from your bitch
You know she aint shit
I got a backie need a bic
I passed the shit to lil sticks now he choking like shit
They say that rockstar be popping his shit
Correction Rockstar popping just like hot grits
Big money business i'm feeling like mitch
But no i wont let no rico take my shit
Fuck the fame bitch i' here for respect
If I dont get it off with your neck
Healthy dog bitch I got to the vet
Paid in full tell them run me my check
I stop giving out love cause folks be a mess
Got to work for this shit girl i'm hard to impress
And i never had been the type to be ducking no smoke
Lil nigga just send the address
But i'm ducking and dodging these snakes and these demons
They all be fake and they all be hating
Free my boy hamma he stuck down the road
He use to skip school rather trap out the vacant
Know id be at the top all it take is some patients
Sushi boi he a rockstar a star in the making
While i got me some spear time
Im bout to just hit this lil bop
Got her speaking in tongues like she Haitian
And my nigga is plugged in he dont got no dreads
But that nigga got Ps like he a Jamaican
When a nigga blow up they gone pray on my downfall
But i will not give up ima keep they ass waiting
I remember when roaches would scatter the kitchen
Ill never got back hell no no way
And i feel like ace boogie
Im tired of my pockets being flat im tryna get mufucking paid
Walking in with the drip its a goodnight
Throwing sauce round the room like a food fight
I cant cuff you baby i will not do right
Send some niggas bless you wipe you gesundheit
Tried to tell these lil boys that the gang up next
Oh you wifed her she bopped up so triple x
And before them boys knew me as rockstar
Lil jigga was stamped in the city aint got to flex
They keep talking bout niggas getting sick off this virus
Aint nothing going round but some money
Im the king of this castle
I say its off with your head lil nigga you is a done yon
You be walking around like a mufuckin clown
I be seeing it dont think its funny
And my mind keep on racing
The only thing rockstar be thinking about is blue hundreds
No i dont need no hook I go hard on the beat
Ima get on it wont let up on it
Treat my bitch and my pistol the same
Ima squeeze on that thing make it buss like its horny
How the fuck you be talking bout you going to war with niggas
You dont stack up no money
Drop me off in the jungle with lions and tigers and bears
I swear i wont go hungry
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Writer(s): Joshua Green
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