Bitch I'm Papa

Hold up bitch I'm Papa, I might fuck on all your bitches mane
All these lil boys follow, eyes on me, I bet they bitches wink
Ice on my mother fucking collar, aye let me be me
Dice in my mother fucking pocket still gone shoot for free
Just be cool smooth 3,000
My boy skipped the school just know violence
Bought new shoes, we just sliding
Alumni freak stay on highland
Got me swerving, head and driving
Hit the curve dam I'm wilding
Need my sex I'm daily diving
Nigga play no way I'm smiling

Watch out nigga
Before that stick gone hop out nigga
Stepper Imma walk out witcha
Selfish I don't think bout niggas
Bitch so thick I popped a wheelie
Different bags I'm walking with it
Bitch I'm stamped ain't purchase chickens
Just a ounce I'm working with it
Clear bottle no water in it
No cars we got lotta lemons
Paint pictures ain't artificial
That bitch wet I ain't water whipping
On that drank I'm talking different
Im getting rich now I live like 50
Slang that iron ain't rocking dickies
Waste my time don't take that risk
Woah woah woah they cant figure me out
Im on the way like delivery app
I got it, I ball cause the bitch out of bounds
She aint toting no stick but she still stick around
Got a lot on me
I hopped out the house with some broccoli
I post a quick pic now she blocking me
They say its cheaper to keep her, and I spent allot and she still be stalking me

Hold up bitch I'm Papa, I might fuck on all your bitches mane
All these lil boys follow, eyes on me, I bet they bitches wink
Ice on my mother fucking collar, aye let me be me
Dice in my mother fucking pocket still gone shoot for free
Just be cool smooth 3,000
My boy skipped the school just know violence
Bought new shoes, we just sliding
Alumni freak stay on highland
Got me swerving, head and driving
Hit the curve dam I'm wilding
Need my sex I'm daily diving
Nigga play no way I'm smiling



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Writer(s): Kamau Campbell
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