Paper
Yeah
I don't know why these niggas hating on me
I'm just tryna do my thang you know what i'm sayin?
GibDJ on the fucking beat
Big E-WEE
Yeah
Let's go
Young nigga E-WEE i ran up a check
Bust in her face i don't give her respect
I got that work coming straight from the jet
She let me fuck the first day that we met
Snakes in the grass but they ain't get me yet
Took a few Ls but i ain't got regrets
Now i ride two-door yo bitch on my neck
Keep it 100 we running the city put that on my set
Wonder why these niggas hating on me
I got them bad bitches waiting on me
No new niggas on my side
Them other niggas seen what's real and started skating on me
They see me flexin hesitated on me
Now i'm taking bitches that you datin homie
Flyer than most of you lil niggas
Not to mention yeah i got the paper on me
Yea Aye
Yeah i got the paper on me
Flyer than most of you lil niggas
Not to mention yeah i got the paper on me
Yeah i got the paper on me
Flyer than most of you lil niggas
Look
I just realized i'm the man
After i smoked a few grams
Might hit a lick i'm like bro what's the plan?
Now i take trips on my way to Japan
Used to cop nicks in the hood from my mans
Now I blow O's to the face cause i can
I see you hating lil bitch yous a fan
I think that i fell in love with the bands
Okay, You say you working you a loser
Talking shit on ya computer
I might take ya bitch and abuse her
Then i'll send her home in a Uber
Lil bro might pull up in a scooter
I'm schooling these niggas no tutor
Shout out to Chris cause this shit luda
Got my pockets feeling like Buddha
I might pull up on a nigga
She wanna fuck all my niggas
I was just doing this shit for the fun but I guess that they stuck on a nigga
Can't put my trust on a nigga
I rather put a few bucks on a nigga
Used to think that I needed all them guns but i'll leave you slumped fuck a trigger
I'm rolling off perkys
Come get ya bitch she tryna slurp me
These pussy niggas tryna murk me
But i'm with my niggas that's for certain
I don't think these niggas worth it
Blunt with the lean that sound perfect
I'm in my bag it's a Birkin
Hop in my whip and i'm swervin
Ballin like Erving
Young nigga E-WEE i ran up a check
Bust in her face i don't give her respect
I got that work comin straight from the jet
She let me fuck the first day that we met
Snakes in the grass but they ain't get me yet
Took a few Ls but i ain't got regrets
Now i ride two-door yo bitch on my neck
Keep it 100 we running the city put that on my set
Wonder why these niggas hating on me
I got them bad bitches waiting on me
No new niggas on my side
Them other niggas seen what's real and started skating on me
They see me flexin hesitated on me
Now i'm takin bitches that you datin homie
Flyer than most of you lil niggas
Not to mention yeah i got the paper on me
Yea Aye
Yeah i got the paper on me
Flyer than most of you lil niggas
Not to mention yeah i got the paper on me
Yeah i got the paper on me
Flyer than most of you lil niggas
Bitch
That's it
Yea Lil bitch
Aye
Hating on me
I got them bad bitches waiting on me
Hating on me
I got them bad bitches waiting on me
Hating on me
I got them bad bitches waiting on me
Hating on me
I got them, yea aye
I don't know why these niggas hating on me
I'm just tryna do my thang you know what i'm sayin?
GibDJ on the fucking beat
Big E-WEE
Yeah
Let's go
Young nigga E-WEE i ran up a check
Bust in her face i don't give her respect
I got that work coming straight from the jet
She let me fuck the first day that we met
Snakes in the grass but they ain't get me yet
Took a few Ls but i ain't got regrets
Now i ride two-door yo bitch on my neck
Keep it 100 we running the city put that on my set
Wonder why these niggas hating on me
I got them bad bitches waiting on me
No new niggas on my side
Them other niggas seen what's real and started skating on me
They see me flexin hesitated on me
Now i'm taking bitches that you datin homie
Flyer than most of you lil niggas
Not to mention yeah i got the paper on me
Yea Aye
Yeah i got the paper on me
Flyer than most of you lil niggas
Not to mention yeah i got the paper on me
Yeah i got the paper on me
Flyer than most of you lil niggas
Look
I just realized i'm the man
After i smoked a few grams
Might hit a lick i'm like bro what's the plan?
Now i take trips on my way to Japan
Used to cop nicks in the hood from my mans
Now I blow O's to the face cause i can
I see you hating lil bitch yous a fan
I think that i fell in love with the bands
Okay, You say you working you a loser
Talking shit on ya computer
I might take ya bitch and abuse her
Then i'll send her home in a Uber
Lil bro might pull up in a scooter
I'm schooling these niggas no tutor
Shout out to Chris cause this shit luda
Got my pockets feeling like Buddha
I might pull up on a nigga
She wanna fuck all my niggas
I was just doing this shit for the fun but I guess that they stuck on a nigga
Can't put my trust on a nigga
I rather put a few bucks on a nigga
Used to think that I needed all them guns but i'll leave you slumped fuck a trigger
I'm rolling off perkys
Come get ya bitch she tryna slurp me
These pussy niggas tryna murk me
But i'm with my niggas that's for certain
I don't think these niggas worth it
Blunt with the lean that sound perfect
I'm in my bag it's a Birkin
Hop in my whip and i'm swervin
Ballin like Erving
Young nigga E-WEE i ran up a check
Bust in her face i don't give her respect
I got that work comin straight from the jet
She let me fuck the first day that we met
Snakes in the grass but they ain't get me yet
Took a few Ls but i ain't got regrets
Now i ride two-door yo bitch on my neck
Keep it 100 we running the city put that on my set
Wonder why these niggas hating on me
I got them bad bitches waiting on me
No new niggas on my side
Them other niggas seen what's real and started skating on me
They see me flexin hesitated on me
Now i'm takin bitches that you datin homie
Flyer than most of you lil niggas
Not to mention yeah i got the paper on me
Yea Aye
Yeah i got the paper on me
Flyer than most of you lil niggas
Not to mention yeah i got the paper on me
Yeah i got the paper on me
Flyer than most of you lil niggas
Bitch
That's it
Yea Lil bitch
Aye
Hating on me
I got them bad bitches waiting on me
Hating on me
I got them bad bitches waiting on me
Hating on me
I got them bad bitches waiting on me
Hating on me
I got them, yea aye
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Writer(s): Angel Polanco
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