Paper (Radio Edit)

Talk paper to me
Talk paper to me
You ain't got it
I ain't listen what ya saying to me
Talk paper to me
Talk paper to me
You ain't got it
I ain't listen what ya saying

Do not be stingy you just one of many
She got a handful of pills look like Good & Plentys
She in my city doing extra innings
Had some goals to meet
But she ain't met them yet
And she ain't leaving til she winning
Look at her RBI
She fucking flawless
We cash money ain't no time for nonsense
I move carefully with much caution
This is chess not checkers
And once I fuck the queen there'll be no abortions
I build a castle on the back of these raps
I hold this whole game down
I'm like gravity jack
Talk paper to me
I ain't with that yackity-yak
I might just get up on your shit
And make it slap if it's whack

Talk paper to me
Talk paper to me
You ain't got it
I ain't listening what ya saying to me
Talk paper to me
Talk paper to me
You ain't got it
I ain't listening what ya saying to

Fuck if it's a lot to ask
I demand it
I'm getting high now
Let's call it outlandish
These niggas standing out
I'm outstanding
I'll eat everything around me
Then announce a famine
Don't care what you planning
Cause things rarely go according to em
To make it to the top I had to bring the floor up to it
I'm coming hard and you'll enjoy the fluid
I light this tree and now I'm deeply rooted
I hit the gas and pass the pollution
Never can I fail or run out of options
Don't worry about what they say
Cause baby they just talking
I got a DM from my ex
Now I'ma dog her
When it's dark and hell is hot
I'm in the cut getting sharper

Talk paper to me
Talk paper to me
You ain't got it
I ain't listening what ya saying to me
Talk paper to me
Talk paper to me
You ain't got it
I ain't listening what ya saying to me



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Writer(s): Garry Don Jr Richardson
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