Paper Route - SD

Face it homie, nigga show me, I get Guap and niggas know me

Fuckin' smell me, early money, I’m just high, but very grow

Take your shit like Jesse Owens, I prefer my bitches horny

Hit the block it’s very stormy, laser, we got heavy arms

Flexin' niggas, talkin' on my metal, we got guild for problems

Trust me boy, just ask your honor, I can fuck her after college

Fresh that’s a missin' guard, pick you up for target

We got like some targets, don’t man us for chargin'

We got checks and progress, waitin' on a deposit

Mo' money mo' problems, I rather go solve it

I rather go solve it

I rather go solve it

They fuckin' wit my money, I just want the honey’s

I’m gettin' my paper, nah, I ain’t dodgin', dummy

Let’s keep it real boy, I’m talkin' what’s comin'

Them niggas ain’t fo' real, ain’t makin' no money

I got paper chills and Bentleys for real

She got fatties boy, her dreams can get filled

That’s a bad boy, most niggas be squeals

We on the route to get this paper, no money, no deal

Swear these niggas think they know me, pussy, I get gaup for shows

It’s patience boy my mama showed me

Not to judge, but you best be strollin'

Voices got me feelin' lonely, money still my bestie on me

Taken, she like every moment, face it I might Berry Bonds her

I could rob it, I could tow the boat, I see that scary moment

Lace it boy, let’s keep 'em runnin'

Bank can keep 'em check, don’t want 'em

I could be my own employer, fuck, pay the double bonus

Leave your bitch in vomit, makin' moves with money

I promise not to harm it

No excuses, scrapin'

My niggas, boy we mobbin'

My niggas, boy we mobbin'

They fuckin' wit my money, i just want the honey’s

I’m gettin' my paper, nah, I ain’t dodgin', dummy

Let’s keep it real boy, I’m talkin' what’s comin'

Them niggas ain’t fo' real, ain’t makin' no money

I got paper chills and Bentleys for real

She got fatties boy, her dreams can get filled

That’s a bad boy, most niggas be squeals

We on the route to get this paper, no money, no deal