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Paper Cuts
Young Pwavy
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I just met my date
She two headed yeah she dangerous
I just took a day for myself they think it's vacation
When we go pull up
Just make sure you got your bread right
Uhhhhh uhhh uhhh uhhhh uhhhhhh
She keep my head right
I can't be mixing my business and hoes uhh
I want the plaques no gold
They gonna need more if they think
They can hold me down like
Money attached
I hop on yo beat and do my thang
And now we enemies
Weak links thinking that they been ahead of me
I just do my dance
Numbers match the chain
I need advances
More rings like I'm Johnny dang
Black shades I be cheesing
None of them know how
They just know wave put shit on
I met up with the truth, evolved
Told my bitch that I'll be back home
Beggin
Beggin no madcon, I just want mad change
I can't find it nemo my team left me hanging
My clique they don't gotta have motives
Unliked by most
I feel like I'm Quasimodo
Bandit
Windows rolled down in the 'ghini
Legacy
Stamped it
I need a plug for my friends
All the whips we never had
How can I be grateful
In the Louie store popping tags
Pack touchdown no one three, this money
I keep getting Papercuts
By counting these dead presidents
Can't even tell what car we in
Know that my roof got stars in it
I need me like ten a show
My people who gon' feed them?
No one left but honcho
Fill my plate. eating
I just met my date
She two headed yeah she dangerous
I just took a day for myself they think it's vacation
When we go pull up
Just make sure you got your bread right
Uhhhhh uhhh uhhh uhhhh uhhhhhh
She keep my head right
I'm in the jet to go hop on the runway
My fashion be timeless
They know how I'm coming
All of these blessings they tried to just sell me
All of the rumors they tried to just tell me
Life been a movie it's something like belly
I'm stacking this money to stash out the telly
I tried to just tell 'em
It couldn't get to 'em
I bought a link she can check out my bezel
Look at these medals they hang to the floor
Dropping my top and I just want the gold
I pay for things that she worry 'bout
But I don't pay for that work in her nose
I get that check kick flip it
Not a karate kid but know I keep me a stick
I'm tryna fill up my bag
But you know we need this money
I keep getting Papercuts
By counting these dead presidents
Can't even tell what car we in
Know that my roof got stars in it
I need me like ten a show
My people who gon' feed them?
No one left but honcho
Fill my plate. eating
I just met my date
She two headed yeah she dangerous
I just took a day for myself they think it's vacation
When we go pull up
Just make sure you got your bread right
Uhhhhh uhhh uhhh uhhhh uhhhhhh
She keep my head right
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