Lyrics Payroll, Pt. 2 - Nafe Smallz

Payroll, Pt. 2

I heard they wanna know about the team, 'bout the team
, know we fuck bad bitches
nigga (Go)
(Woo) I been smoking on that ooh-wee (Go)
Been living life just like a movie
Know we got that Grey Goose and that blue cheese
Now she wanna fuck me like a groupie
Young nigga on a payroll
Young nigga on a payroll, payroll
Young nigga on a payroll, young nigga on a payroll
Young nig-
Young nigga on a payroll
Young nigga on a payroll, payroll
Young nigga on a payroll (Payroll), young nigga on a payroll
Young nig-
Shawty wanna fuck me 'cause she heard I got the Louis
In the Panamera with my nigga and my groupie
Living with my hitters like them niggas in a movie
Fucking with my niggas mean a bullet from the uzi
Traffic in the road, I push that back in
Choppin' down them squares, I teach a nigga like I’m Bruce Lee
Off a pack of Molly, they ain’t shit, a nigga groupie
Off a pack of Molly, they ain’t shit, a nigga groupie (Lets go)
(Woo) I been smoking on that ooh-wee (Go)
Been living life just like a movie
Know we got that Grey Goose and that blue cheese
Now she wanna fuck me like a groupie
Young nigga on a payroll
Young nigga on a payroll, payroll
Young nigga on a payroll, young nigga on a payroll
Young nig-
Young nigga on a payroll
Young nigga on a payroll, payroll
Young nigga on a payroll, young nigga on a payroll
Young nig-
(Okay, what?)
I wake up at six (I wake up at six)
My niggas all trap, what you know about this?
(Know about this)
Smallz told me about the payroll
Now a nigga came home, I ain’t never looked back since
Talk to the pigs (Never), don’t roll with a snitch (Never)
I’m living my life way up, watch when it gets better than this, I’m telling you
this
I’m still rolling round with a .22
Bitch niggas running round in their tutu
This ain’t, this nigga Cali nigga, so don’t cross the line, I might shoot you
Tell a bitch I been on that grind so long I could use a break from them maths
(Joke)
We can talk about the money all day, just like me, she loving them racks (Yeah
she love that)
Tell me have you ever seen a strap now?
(Have you ever)
Ever seen a nigga break a pack down?
hate to act, Steve Austin
One time, make a nigga get smack down
One time had the feds on my line
Two years, had to ride out my time
Two years still left on licence (Woo)
These niggas ain’t never done my crimes
Wait hold up, girl, can you hold up?
No you can’t have my seat, I don’t know ya
And you can’t have my heart 'cause I need it (Nope)
Bitch, I ain’t an organ donor (No I ain’t)
I sell O’s nigga, not donuts (Yeah I do)
And I’m skrrting the town 'cause I own it
There’s three sides to every lie
You can tell when they’re one-siding my story
(Woo) I been smoking on that ooh-wee (Go)
Been living life just like a movie
Know we got that Grey Goose and that blue cheese
Now she wanna fuck me like a groupie
Young nigga on a payroll
Young nigga on a payroll, payroll
Young nigga on a payroll, young nigga on a payroll
Young nig-
Young nigga on a payroll
Young nigga on a payroll, payroll
Young nigga on a payroll, young nigga on a payroll
Young nig-