Toohda Band$, Icewear Vezzo and FMB DZ - Get Paper

(Sheesh, that nigga Jugg goin' crazy)
HME FOD, nigga free Red Weezy, nigga
Yeah

Percocet make her pussy wet
Ten thousand all dubs made her drop that neck
Reachin' for this chain
Blow your brains when I drop this TEC
Hit you
Where your brother? We gon' drop him next
Nah, we ain't playin' fair
Catch him lackin' in his hood
That nigga stayin' there
Naw, we ain't smokin' in the whip
We got a K in here
The Sprite lookin' like it's black
It got an eight in here
Ain't no pussies in my circle
We some apes in here
This 26 hold fifty, I'ma face my fear
Shoot the car up from thе front
I'ma stop at the rear
Twin turbo automatic, ain't shiftin' the gеar
I ain't never took an L without a bounce back
I can tell her booty real
The way it bounce back never been a pussy
Know some killers who could vouch that
Opps had to move the spot
'cause we found that
Put a brick of purple next to bro
I bet he downed that
Ask them niggas 'round the corner
How we drowned that
Fully automatic turn a nigga
To some loud pack
I'm from the Sem where it's
Mainey and it's wild at

Each state, get paper
If you ain't talkin' money, bitch, bye
See you later
Fuck security, I got the Glock, I feel safer
Got it on my own, I ain't never asked a favor
Each state, get paper
If you ain't talkin' money, bitch, bye
See you later
Fuck security, I got the Glock, I feel safer
Got it on my own, I ain't never asked a favor

Yeah, off a six in a Gucci 'Vette (Bitch)
Just made a movie
So the chicken at Bucharest (At Bucharest)
Bitch, add it up, left Mike
Now the jewelry wet
All that playin' 'round, fuck around
Get a goofy whacked (Bah)
Nigga, hit the club, got the shooters in
(Bitch) fuck a plug
Count a hun' up with Toohda Band$
(What it look like?)
You be tryna save it up
We run through the bands (We run through it)
I run through the bag
Mueller dance and I blew the band (Woo)
I don't need to get security, the TEC on me
(Bah) i had to wake them niggas up
They slept on me (For real)
Shady nigga, rich as hell
I'll stretch a three (Hah)
IUR the gang, I'm in Cali with FOD
(I'm with Philthy)

Each state, get paper
If you ain't talkin' money, bitch, bye
See you later
Fuck security, I got the Glock, I feel safer
Got it on my own, I ain't never asked a favor
Each state, get paper
If you ain't talkin' money, bitch, bye
See you later
Fuck security, I got the Glock, I feel safer
Got it on my own, I ain't never asked a favor

Whoop, huh, I ain't never asked for favors
Caught him lackin' at the barber shop
Gave him a taper
I don't fuck with these niggas for the better
Young niggas wanna kill for me
And I'ma let 'em
I'm the biggest ape, the big whoop, naw
The biggest whoop
Any nigga ever told you different, boy
He lied to you
Get a nigga knocked down during the pandemic
Whole world on lockdown
They ain't had no witness
Boy, I got big money, you a lil' nigga
Me and brodie locked in 'cause
He a real nigga
And we comin' foreign after foreign
That's how we like to play
Any nigga disrespect my baby
Get him out the way

Each state, get paper
If you ain't talkin' money, bitch, bye
See you later
Fuck security, I got the Glock, I feel safer
Got it on my own, I ain't never asked a favor
Each state, get paper
If you ain't talkin' money, bitch, bye
See you later
Fuck security, I got the Glock, I feel safer
Got it on my own, I ain't never asked a favor

Written by:
PHILLIP BEASLEY, UNKNOWN WRITER

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