Marc Papers - Baklava

(You got mail)
Yeah I'm coming thru rolling like I'm hitting pins
But I ain't bowling rip this thing apart
I'm hulk hogan yeah I get it in
Keep it drippy yeah I'm hot lava
All my statements gotta a lot of commas
I bun my spliffs it gotta lotta Zaza
We ain't the same I ain't playin wit em
We some animals fam
Don't make us get the llama
They act different when ya IG popping
Trading money for bars thats what I'm swapping
(That's what you doing?)
That's what Pape doing
Face screwing fam I never ain't losing
I'm running these checks till I pass out (Cash)
and shawty gimme neck til I pass out (Woah)
fuck this rap shit I'm a cash out
and you if playin wit my money I'm a spazz out (Spazz out)
Chea
We hotter than a molotov
Uh tell the feds that we not involved
Woah serve em up ain't no volleyball
She said she needed sweet I ordered baklava
I'm at the bar wit Rihanna yeah my fit designer
It's Top 5 everyday death before dishonor
Streets will teach you lessons if listen up
Or get broken down nigga now you bitching up
Hard work pays off when you missing luck
Cash in yeah we winning when we switching bucks
Move the product in yeah we lifting trucks
And we keep the artillery we ain't sitting ducks
You just a sample yeah my shit deluxe
I feel like James Bond but I don't need the tux
I'm flossing now I don't mean to flux
Oops I meant flex I'm at they fuckin necks
I'm running these checks till I pass out
And shawty gimme neck til I pass out
Fck this rap shit I'm a cash out (Woah)
If playin wit my bread I'm a spazz out (Chea)
Chea
We hotter than a molotov
Uh tell the feds that we not involved
Woah serve em up ain't no volleyball
She said she needed sweet I ordered baklava
Chea
We hotter than a molotov
Uh tell the feds that we not involved
Woah serve em up ain't no volleyball
She said she needed sweet I ordered baklava
Woah!
Get ya papers up

Written by:
Christopher Robertson

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