Paper Planes
No I can't fold under pressure
But my paper planes going higher
No I can't fold on my niggas
But my paper gonna be flyer
Bueller will Carry the name on the back
Moving like I'm Mariah
Hiding my cards
When Look in the mirror I don't see a liar
Uh
Working so I become legend
One day in the T like I'm Lowry
They want a bad boy
But I'm busy wit woman like Lowry
I smelled like quads from the get go
Still fresh like a mentos
Ima get it for the dogs
They gon a watch the men toast
I'm watchin them boast
They watchin me coast
Baby waitin on this meat all day like pot roast
Last night was memento
Snapchat watch the damage
Look at my bank account and I'm like ouuuuuu I can manage
Every time I hit the ground I get up like a burpee
Want me forever but baby ain't worthy
She want my cockadooldooldo she up early
Than back to work I'm like surely
Mental warfare they want hurt me
Got my focus to alert me
You ain't Rihanna can't work me
Bedroom I'll let you be Cersei
Baby got mouth like she Kirby
Uh
Baby ghetto acting ghetto ghetto off the henny
Hoe tell em bout the telly
We kick it
No Balotelli
Took ya clothes off like I'm nelly
Been making cents
I want dollars not penny
Pockets chubby skippin Jenny
Yea For the bacon lll break fast not to denny's
Ill get the food for fam Ill make plenty
Ay
Yea I keep swervin the lane
Yea I day dream bout the change
Situation gotta change
I'll get my momma range
If my momma want the range
I'm finna break out the cage
I see there mind in cage
How come your book
It stay stuck on the page
Got work smarter not harder I'm working too hard for this minimum wage
Team on my back like derozan
Yea we wavey like the ocean
Ludacrus wit the potion
On her knees and I ain't taking lotion
Baby Specific
That she want a stiff dick
Pussy like pacific
Tongue remote wit da clit clit
Put kms on the Fitbit
Don't care what they have to say
I see the boast
I'm gonna eat today
I'll never fold
Yea ima lead the way
I'll pay the tolls
I got a role to play
They playin roles
No I can't fold under pressure
But my paper planes going higher
No I can't fold on my niggas
But my paper gonna be flyer
Bueller will Carey the name on the back
Moving like I'm Mariah
Hiding my cards
When Look in the mirror I don't see a liar
Uh
But my paper planes going higher
No I can't fold on my niggas
But my paper gonna be flyer
Bueller will Carry the name on the back
Moving like I'm Mariah
Hiding my cards
When Look in the mirror I don't see a liar
Uh
Working so I become legend
One day in the T like I'm Lowry
They want a bad boy
But I'm busy wit woman like Lowry
I smelled like quads from the get go
Still fresh like a mentos
Ima get it for the dogs
They gon a watch the men toast
I'm watchin them boast
They watchin me coast
Baby waitin on this meat all day like pot roast
Last night was memento
Snapchat watch the damage
Look at my bank account and I'm like ouuuuuu I can manage
Every time I hit the ground I get up like a burpee
Want me forever but baby ain't worthy
She want my cockadooldooldo she up early
Than back to work I'm like surely
Mental warfare they want hurt me
Got my focus to alert me
You ain't Rihanna can't work me
Bedroom I'll let you be Cersei
Baby got mouth like she Kirby
Uh
Baby ghetto acting ghetto ghetto off the henny
Hoe tell em bout the telly
We kick it
No Balotelli
Took ya clothes off like I'm nelly
Been making cents
I want dollars not penny
Pockets chubby skippin Jenny
Yea For the bacon lll break fast not to denny's
Ill get the food for fam Ill make plenty
Ay
Yea I keep swervin the lane
Yea I day dream bout the change
Situation gotta change
I'll get my momma range
If my momma want the range
I'm finna break out the cage
I see there mind in cage
How come your book
It stay stuck on the page
Got work smarter not harder I'm working too hard for this minimum wage
Team on my back like derozan
Yea we wavey like the ocean
Ludacrus wit the potion
On her knees and I ain't taking lotion
Baby Specific
That she want a stiff dick
Pussy like pacific
Tongue remote wit da clit clit
Put kms on the Fitbit
Don't care what they have to say
I see the boast
I'm gonna eat today
I'll never fold
Yea ima lead the way
I'll pay the tolls
I got a role to play
They playin roles
No I can't fold under pressure
But my paper planes going higher
No I can't fold on my niggas
But my paper gonna be flyer
Bueller will Carey the name on the back
Moving like I'm Mariah
Hiding my cards
When Look in the mirror I don't see a liar
Uh
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Writer(s): Marcus Hinds
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