| Yuh, all about about paper
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| Catch me in the streets, yeah I’m counting up paper
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| I’m just up now, and they hating
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| I came up, yeah, why they hating?
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| I came up, yeah, I’m counting new paper
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| Guaped up, counting a whole lot of paper
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| Ay ay ay, Soulja, ay bring that Rari out nigga
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| Yea yeah
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| AP with the bust down bracelet
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| Gettin' cash now, all these fuck boys hatin'
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| In the street catchin' juggs, yeah I’m all about paper
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| Catch me in the streets Lamborghini racin'
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| AP with the bust down bracelet
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| Yeah I’m up now, why these fuck boys hatin'?
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| Catch me in the streets, yeah I’m gettin' to the cake
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| You already know that I’m all about paper
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| All about paper, yeah I’m all about paper
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| All about paper, yeah I’m all about paper
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| All about paper, yeah I’m all about paper
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| All about paper, yeah I’m all about paper
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| That right there is the real one
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| I got the real one, young niggas they gon' kill some
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| 100 round drum on a brand new choppa
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| Catch me in the streets with that helicopter
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| Lotta money on me, Phantom of the Oprah
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| With a bad bitch pourin' lean I’m plugged with that doctor
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| Yeah I’m the trendin' topic, helicopter chopper
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| Hoppin' out the coupe with the juggs, god-damn, I’m awesome
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| Blowin' up my iPhone, lean in my styrofoam
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| 50 bands for a show when Lil Soulja on the road
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| Jewelry on me so cold, I came up from the bando
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| Kickin' in niggas doors, now I’m whole team froze
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| I’m sittin' on a jet and I’m countin' up
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| Lotta money on me I just piled up
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| Shoutout to my shooter, they ain’t playin' no games
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| Pullin' up on they block and we blowin' out they brains
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| I bought a brand new Bentley truck
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| Pass forgiatos when I’m pullin up
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| I hit a hunnid bank jugg on the homies
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| I came up, it was me and the homies
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| AP with the bust down bracelet
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| Yeah I’m up now, why these fuck boys hatin'?
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| Catch me in the streets, yeah I’m gettin' to the cake
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| You already know that I’m all about paper
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| All about paper, yeah I’m all about paper
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| All about paper, yeah I’m all about paper
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| All about paper, yeah I’m all about paper
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| All about paper, yeah I’m all about paper
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| You pay for your fame, no fortune
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| Red Bottoms, no Forces
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| Rari, talkin' 'bout the horses
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| Lamborghini go retarded
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| Why you pull up in a Charger?
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| I never leave my nigga starvin'
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| Cake, I can put you on a plate
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| Audemar, make it skate
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| I won’t take your bitch on a date, yah
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| I gotta flex up, flex up
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| Ridin' 'round like Hulk Hogan
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| Droppin' the top and I’m boastin'
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| Bitches on me like lotion, uh
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| Fuck a hoe, keep the money closer
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| Put a hunnid in my sofa
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| Got the burner like a toaster
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| Like a blunt, I’mma smoke you
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| Nah, I won’t feel like a torch
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| Got the Mase' sayin' fuck a Porshe
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| Got the rollie when I jumped off my porch
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| All my cars is sport
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| I’m racked up, let 'em talk
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| Don’t hate cause it’s not my fault
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| You’re Goyard a knockoff
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| I don’t need a shooter to pop off
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| AP with the bust down bracelet
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| Yeah I’m up now, why these fuck boys hatin'?
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| Catch me in the streets, yeah I’m gettin' to the cake
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| You already know that I’m all about paper
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| All about paper, yeah I’m all about paper
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| All about paper, yeah I’m all about paper
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| All about paper, yeah I’m all about paper
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| All about paper, yeah I’m all about paper |