Paper Route

Call me Dennis I'm a menace wit yams and the grams
Gilligan on the phone say they in a black ram
Smart nigga gotta walk light sticking to the plan
Buster bus wit a whole thang trappin out a van
Street nigga watch ya mouth bout what ya gone do to me
Ain't no calling up the homies we can keep it 'tween you and me
Like a dread no time for da fuccery
A hole in ya head like a dolphin if you bucc me
Homie playing wit da paper ain't straight
Ain't no running on plug pwussy nigga clean ya face
These niggaz serpents all they ass half snake
They'nt wanna stay down they wanna take a nigga place

Guttah get the yams put some water in the glass pot
We ain't doin scams all grams in the Trap Spot
Still in the trenches but I'm praying that I make it out
I be on a play like a receiver this a paper route
Guttah get the yams put some water in the glass pot
We ain't doin scams all grams in the Trap Spot
Still in the trenches but I'm praying that I make it out
I be on a play like a receiver this a paper route

Back to the trap hize
Trap till we trap out
Moving funny
That's the type of shit ya get whacked bout
If you'een tryna make a hunnid mill what cha trap foe
I'm running up dem up them digits while you niggaz tryna up the score
50 sticks and 30 bullets all these niggaz out chea Poe
2020 the was rental game heavy motion tho
I was trying find a route while niggaz acting funny do
Now a nigga plugged like a socket ion know you hoes
Remember me? Guttah from the street I was pushin P
Now I'm lit rappin in the street do it for a fee
Fucc wit me if it's up wit me know it's stuck wit me
No trust wit me won't play up under me ain't no bluffing me

Guttah get the yams put some water in the glass pot
We ain't doin scams all grams in the Trap Spot
Still in the trenches but I'm praying that I make it out
I be on a play like a receiver this a paper route
Guttah get the yams put some water in the glass pot
We ain't doin scams all grams in the Trap Spot
Still in the trenches but I'm praying that I make it out
I be on a play like a receiver this a paper route

Yeah I'm leaning and I'm rocking wit da fork I made a profit
I made play off of 2 blocks Cuz I had pitched it in da option
In the trap they call me O.J. Cuz I'm beating up the white
And how the fuck you niggaz plugs when you sell work on social sites
Look, all I know is grind you know my Daddy ran the trap
So it must I fucc it up cuz you know I can make it back
Look my weed was a plant it switced rocked like pluto
Me amigo got dem bricks he shipped his package in a Yugo
You think im trying to catch a snook the way that Guttah keep a rod
And my son son gotta a Draco case you
niggaz wanna rob
And my bitch is super bad she got a ass like a Kardashian
No beefing ova bitches you ain't the only one that's smashing it



Credits
Writer(s): Donte Chestnut
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