Paper Planes

Fllll Beep Fllll Beep Leeko Money Long Live Nando Free Da Men State to state I'm popping out Got passed 100 I'm poppin now I tried to go to college but made more Money just from dropping out I'm calling plays on my side of town I'm talking money I ain't wilding out Shit came in they quacking out Paper planes I'm flying out Bro a driver he in all in that demon Drifting roundabouts Before we get up out the car we circle Round and scope it out Remember I was broke as shit jugging Hard up out a ounce I didn't care about the drive every dollar make it count Damn I was posted on that corner nigga My hood just like a drive through (Yea) Just come and place your order nigga Niggas Pussy for real I can really see the whore in niggas I'm chasing pass 100 million I'm trying touch a couple billion So my kids kids a be straight from What I willed them If you ever hated on me I'm going Make sure you really feel me Pull up on my jeweler with a bag I'm Going to tell them chill me Get my first bag retire my mother with A couple millions Jamming all over the damn city Moving like a pilgrim Hit her from the back she might go ahead and let me film it I'm the one that's going to make the Change I can really feel it Money State to state I'm popping out Got passed 100 I'm poppin now I tried to go to college but made more Money just from dropping out I'm calling plays on my side of town I'm talking money I ain't wilding out Shit came in they quacking out Paper planes I'm flying out Bro a driver he in all in that demon Drifting roundabouts Before we get up out the car we circle Round and scope it out Remember I was broke as shit jugging Hard up out a ounce I ain't care about the drive every dollar make it count Juggin hard every damn day I bet I Brake the bench Lil homie geeking pop his Glock I bet He glitch the switch Tired niggas talking all that fly shit When they really bitch I raise my hand to scratch my head bet that pussy nigga flinch Shit been getting weird around the City shit been getting tense But I ain't worried about that shit cuz I Mind my business I ain't into all that beefing I'm just Stacking chickens But if a nigga think I'm pussy I will Really kill you They can't find nothing on you and Make you out to be the villain Going around to pick up the back end I got checks pending Always spending on my bitch she can't Call me skinny Pulling up in fast shit on the block we ain't riding rental State to state I'm popping out Got passed 100 I'm poppin now I tried to go to college but made more Money just from dropping out I'm calling plays on my side of town I'm talking money I ain't wilding out Shit came in they quacking out Paper planes I'm flying out Bro a driver he in all in that demon Drifting roundabouts Before we get up out the car we circle Round and scope it out Remember I was broke as shit jugging Hard up out a ounce I ain't care about the drive every dollar Make it count