PAPER TRAIL Lyrics

I'm on a different floor with different cooks

Sell water to fishes, hit em with a different hook

Fuck around we, put your body in a place where they won't ever look

Higher ups, your time is up, leave you in the dust

If you tryin' us, what

If your pussy can't pop, I don't want it

If your hustle can't top mine, I don't want it

All types of different color money in my wallet

I stuff it deep up in her throat until she vomit

Lil' nigga, Big Benz, I'm pushin' that

Caught a case last year, another state told a lawyer I ain't goin' back

Wheelchair emoji round me cuz that's a cig fact

And still got a couple bloods round that's down to push your shit back

But I keep it calm and collective

Take a chopper to the crib like a uber, but I've been elected

Pussy niggas, I've been neglectin

Your girl's yours with her pussy rented

I'm in her belly like a C-section

If you start it up, you won't see the end of it

We come at you like an intervention

We still cappin', you ain't done pretendin

Too many things up on my mind

I'm tryin' to balance up the scale, the Libra sign

I tell you straight up, you can't touch me, hammer time

A couple sticks that 9 gon hit like porcupines

Smoke weed like an addict

All that money in your post, you still livin' up in that attic

You fuck around with bitches that done clowned you, you look tragic

That bread appeared and it disappeared, now it reappeared, that's magic

I've been prayin' to Allah

Them lessons gave me blessings, now I look down from the sky

Don't confuse my place for woke when you see that evil eye

Tell them hoes that it's no biggie when I get them hypnotized

m o b throw up my ties, hide and seek for your demise

In the race like I'm all on my own

usain' I'm goin' in the mode

I can tell who the fake in the tone

Email say check your account

That account say menace, you on

Been bond ever since I was born

Show me smoke, you been warned

If your pussy can't pop, I don't want it

If your hustle can't top mine, I don't want it

Whole types of different color money in my wallet

I stuff and deep up in her throat until she vomit

Comic cappers, they sinbad

Eat your food like a tin can

Take your boo down to Ling Ling, that's French tips

On my dick, throw me lips, n ill throw you licks

You think it's head, but I'm talkin' chips

There's a difference between us

Couple figures between us

You can see in my features

I been real since Adidas

With the flow, I'm the meanest

Get applause from the demons

I turn soldiers to leaders

Turn pressure to VVs

Spin your cap like a CD

Make her a I'm the genie

In the bimmer like Beanie

Easy