Paper
Squeezy
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(Uh huh, uh huh) (Ah, ah) (Ah, ah, ah) (Boom) (Boom, boom, boom) I catch my opposition, ain't no competition Now I'm on a mission, gotta stop the bitchin' Yea the Glock and Smithin' is my composition Said we gotta get him, so they got permission Watch him drop and twitchin', he in hot condition In a odd position, guess it's God's tradition For my opps to visit, swear it's not exquisite When we pop his fitted, see his top is missin' I put your face on a paper like politician And my face on this paper from bops I'm hittin Had to face all the papers and cops and snitches Now I'm chasin' this paper to top the riches 80k in the safe, keep it locked within it For my momma and kids to go shoppin' with it Yeah, I father these pussies like rockin' cribs And I'll remember who pushed me, you're not forgiven Give me like ten seconds, ain't a Snapchat I'll have a million dollars on the cash app We get a fast rack, then we blast macs Bxndit gon' pop out, watch it tap tap Know it get dangerous in the city I keep a bang and it's holdin' 50 I seen 'em change, all for a penny So stay in your lane and don't give me that pity I got a big scope just to aim at you Look at that pussy, that boy is unsavable Takin' him down, the second I raise the tool Talkin' on me I'm like why I'm so hateable Bro told me keep your head up and go get all the bucks Do it until you be made of blues Yeah they be talkin' all tough, but you'll see 'em they bluff They do it cause you undebatable Speed it up, now slow it down You could die just from a motion how I promise this not how I'm goin' out Get money, repeat is the slogan now Aye Shut him up If I step outside, bet the gun is tucked Get hit for the green like a putting club I'm always in first, you the runner up I catch my opposition, ain't no competition Now I'm on a mission, gotta stop the bitchin' Yea the Glock and Smithin' is my composition Said we gotta get him, so they got permission Watch him drop and twitchin', he in hot condition In a odd position, guess it's God's tradition For my opps to visit, swear it's not exquisite When we pop his fitted, see his top is missing' I put your face on a paper like politician And my face on this paper from bops I'm hittin Had to face all the papers and cops and snitches Now I'm chasin' this paper to top the riches 80k in the safe, keep it locked within it For my momma and kids to go shoppin' with it Yeah, I father these pussies like rockin' cribs And I'll remember who pushed me, you're not forgiven Bustin' two tools simultaneously Bxndit too cool, who you came to see There's a few rules when you hang with me Roll up a Q full and move dangerously Cause you never know who be snakin' and who gon' be takin' so don't flex your bag We made an oath if we ever get taken and questioned at stations to never talk back Never fall back, never collapse Check all the mirrors, keep your foot on the gas These bitches love steerin' you right off the map So I keep me a heater wherever I'm at It's clear and it's facts, we'll leave it at that Pitchin' them shots then get beat with a bat It's gettin' so easy could sleep while I rap Gotta keep pushin' it through, no I never can crack Too many blue bills, I'ma run it up I know I'm too skilled, why I'm comin' up I started too real, with a hundred bucks I'm leavin' fulfilled when I sum it up These pussies be chattin' and actin' like bro till they go and they switch for a sack That's why I'm rappin' and ready for action whenever I see 'em I'm makin' it wraps like I catch my opposition, ain't no competition Now I'm on a mission, gotta stop the bitchin' Yea the Glock and Smithin' is my composition Said we gotta get him, so they got permission Watch him drop and twitchin', he in hot condition In a odd position, guess it's God's tradition For my opps to visit, swear it's not exquisite When we pop his fitted, see his top is missin I put your face on a paper like politician And my face on this paper from bops I'm hittin Had to face all the papers and cops and snitches Now I'm chasin' this paper to top the riches 80k in the safe, keep it locked within it For my momma and kids to go shoppin' with it Yeah, I father these pussies like rockin' cribs And I'll remember who pushed me, you're not forgiven
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