CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Paper

no matter how good you are at something theres always about a million people better then you got ya can't win dont try

Ima make this paper give a f**k bout what you think
Counting all this cash my fame permanent no ink
I could beat yo a** leave you bleedin in the sink
Now im sippin on my lean is it purple or it pink
Like a cartoon slap upside yo head got you goin tink
All these hoes in my dms really tryna link
Ice on my wrist stayin liced like (my drink)
Yahh she give me brain till she forgot how to think

*car drifts and 3 gun shots fire off*

They all on me cause im locked in
He said that he want some smoke so i poped him
When i walked out the Glock think i shocked him
He on the block so we rocked him
Then i f**k his b*t*h we some goblins
Ak on me when i walked in shut the f**k up bro why you talkin
Better kick rocks yeah get to walkin
Heard you lookin for the cartoon slumber?
Ay yeah b*t*h uhp thats me ayy you know im rollin these trees
I keep em up yeah blow in the breeze
I got the 40 the b*t*h on her knees
She suck d**k and she be like please
Ima make this paper give a f**k bout what you think
Counting all this cash my fame permanent no ink
I could beat yo a** leave you bleedin in the sink
Now im sippin on my lean is it purple or it pink
Like a cartoon slap upside yo head got you goin tink
All these hoes in my dms really tryna link
Ice on my wrist stayin liced like (my drink)
Yahh she give me brain till she forgot how to think

My fault might make this sh*t go viral
I be spittin some sh*t make you go psycho
Take a chance but you won't beat my own hype tho
Every bar that i spit b*t*h its all vital
All these n***a's i kill i dont care
All these women i smash im not there
Can't keep wasting my time in my lair
Is you gonna keep staring keep staring keep staring
No hold on stay there
I got guns in the back include macs and yes i keep track of them
Killers in black im the n***a that conceals the craziest tracks
Im for real though stay there till the time comes for that

Ima make this paper give a f**k bout what you think
Counting all this cash my fame permanent no ink
I could beat yo a** leave you bleedin in the sink
Now im sippin on my lean is it purple or it pink
Like a cartoon slap upside yo head got you goin tink
All these hoes in my dms really tryna link
Ice on my wrist stayin liced like (my drink)
Yahh she give me brain till she forgot how to think