Paper Lyrics

If you ain't gettin' paper, you should get back and start again

I was in the back, way before a backyardigan

I was in the trap, way before I had a starter kit

I'm ballin' on these niggas, they should pay for all my scholarships

You broke, that's a shame, that shit shouldn't make you happy

I'm fuckin' on the nigga bitch, I became a pappy , on bro

Ain't worried about your baby daddy, ho, come fuck with me

I just took this honey pack, I hope you suck it out of me

Woah woah woah

I gotta thing for skinny hoes, I'm in the club

With my jewelry on it's plenty hoes, baby, put your skull on

Show me your portfolio, I like a gangster bitch

Who would fuck around and smoke a ho, tell me where the hoes at

Tell me where the poles at, slidin' out west

Tryna put some nigga shit back, Bro then caught a head tap

And he done got the fentanyl, how you claim you got some motion

Dont nobody know yall

You a bitch if you pillow talk

Had to make myself a boss, had to cut them niggas off

If you ain't gettin' paper , you should get back and start again

I was in the back, way before a backyardigan