Pape Conversations Lyrics

And it's Jmoney, bitch

Uh, look, hop on a plane

Yeah, I'm bout to catch a flight right to your state

If you like the way we eat, boy we stingy, get a plate

If they askin' how I'm doin', tell them niggas I be straight

I don't even buy no lil' shit, cause my weed man don't sell eighths

I can't wait to pull up to my neighborhood, and it's a gate

Niggas spreadin' information like a bitch, I guess he gay

Caught her pullin' down her panties, don't want that, just give me face

I don't like to talk to folks unless they speakin' bout some pape

If the convo ain't bout paper, I don't even wanna talk

She ain't wanna give me a head, unlock the door, you bout to walk

If you talkin' smack, we put em' on the floor just like some chalk

Pocket watchin' why you tryna add up everything I bought

I'm innocent, so the bad shit that I did, I ain't get caught

If she readin' your texts with no response, then boy, you lost

If you punchin' on that clock, there ain't no way you is a boss

When I'm off the weed, it feel like I be fightin' with my thoughts

I'm punchin' up like I'm scammin', so the prices goin' up

Know this one girl, she a dime, she got everything but trust

Heard he thought he was a ghost, but anybody can get touched

You might wanna get your girl because I'm known for grabbin' butt, I'm fuckin' up

Punch a gas, now I gotta change the oil

Ten toes, Underground, you can see them in the soil

This that one special brownie, it came wrapped up in the foil

I remember Call of Duty 3, the sergeant name was Doyle

Random fact, when I'm talkin' bout these ops, yeah, it be cap

I just got some random people that see targets on my back

But if you owe me money, best believe I'm findin' where you at

Ain't no trustin' people, only thing I'm trustin' is my strap

Hop on a plane

Yeah, I'm bout to catch a flight right to your state

If you like the way we eat, boy we ain't Stingy, get a plate

If they askin' how I'm doin', tell them niggas I be straight

I don't even buy no lil' shit, cause my weed man don't sell eighths

I can't wait to pull up to my neighborhood, and it's a gate

Niggas spreadin' information like a bitch, I guess he gay

Caught her pullin' down their panties, don't want that, just give me face

I don't like to talk to folks unless they speakin' bout some pape

Man, I don't like to talk to folks unless they speakin' bout some pape