Paperwork

I said I'm Tryna get this paper work The homie checked up on his paper work He snitching Get him out the hood Cuz he ain't stand on his business No luck for a snotty nose tipper Who tell the cops bout the blocks where we was hidden Every little detail he really spilled it That's on me for thinking it'd be different but hold up listen All up in my face swearing to God like I'm really tripping Feeling like right then I really just should've kilt him Gave him a ticket to my life and he stepped on it Took a left on me Let my father take the charge like really that's your rep homie You a Lil homie, I can still smell the bitch on him Get a crip on him I make him strip crip walk home Took the socks off him had to john wall step on him Beat the brakes off him it's all gas when you race on me Switched lanes on me I stayed the same you gone fade slowly Reel him in act like is cool just don't talk homie Gon bleed him up leave that boy dripping now he can't think on me Snitching is the root of Opp people Do I need to demonstrate that you not equal, you a rat All up in people's hair Tryna dictate this and that He know that, that's a fact, get him clapped I think heard enough now go on cook him fast We get on your ass talking bout some in the past I'll throw a pass, put bands up on your head you in last Make him hit the restart, We just split him into three parts Gimmie his bitch n your bitch ill take both like Noah's ark Keep that iron on me yea I'm feeling like Tony Stark You know we gone let it spark He scared leave him in the dark I'm Tryna get this paper work The homie checked up on his paper work He snitching Get him out the hood Cuz he ain't stand on his business No luck for a snotty nose tipper Who tell the cops bout the blocks where we was hidden Every little detail he really spilled it That's on me for thinking it'd be different but hold up listen All up in my face swearing to God like I'm really tripping Feeling like right then I really just should've kilt him Now I'm back to getting money business Lil mama listen If you Tryna eat up at my table go drop your nigga You don't need that lame that you been with yea I got your sister You can bring your friends I got them bands yea what's popping with it We can watch drake on stage singing one dance Dancing with the devil hold on baby I got 2 hands Grabbing on her booty baby ride it use that one plan Grabbing on her booty baby ride it use that one plan I'm Tryna get this paper work The homie checked up on his paper work He snitching Get him out the hood Cuz he ain't stand on his business No luck for a snotty nose tipper Who tell the cops bout the blocks where we was hidden Every little detail he really spilled it That's on me for thinking it'd be different but hold up listen All up in my face swearing to God like I'm really tripping Feeling like right then I really just should've kilt him