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808's held down like a paperweight
She just wanna come around but I made her wait
Want my money, need it now, on a paperchase
Make the bass blow out with the 808s, out with the 808s

Down like a paperweight
She just wanna come around but I made her wait
Want my money, need it now, on a paperchase
Make the bass blow out with the 808s, out with the 808s

They just told me slow my drinkin' like the AA
I just couldn't even answer with a straight face
If he try to do me dirty, make his playmate vacate

Took her to my place, eh
Thinkin' how I'm pickin' a new lick up in the trap
Kick it with the clique and keep on creepin' with the Gat
Actin' on the Act', don't know how to act
Some nigga jacked my shit and my bitch brought it right back
It's like-like that way my dogs bite back
Ay, my fabric cost your rent and I ain't check the price tag
I might hijack a new iMac
Boy, I'm 'bout, it 'bout it, try to push me, might snap
I'm like-like that, I might sidetrack
To pull up have you thot a bitch if she got a thigh gap
It's like-like that, don't try to fight back

My wrist is like a river, finna need a kayak

808's held down like a paperweight
She just wanna come around but I made her wait
Want my money, need it now, on a paperchase
Make the bass blow out with the 808s, out with the 808s

Down like a paperweight
She just wanna come around but I made her wait
Want my money, need it now, on a paperchase
Make the bass blow out with the 808s, out with the 808s
Down like a paperweight
I'm just makin' my rounds like it's make or break
I don't fuck with clowns, I don't play with fakes
I'm just rollin' up loud like an 808, loud like an 808

Down like a paperweight
I'm just makin' my rounds like it's make or break
I don't fuck with clowns, I don't play with fakes
I'm just rollin' up loud like an 808, loud like an 808

Get an eighth, medicate, cook a bomb and detonate
I'm trappin' in the booth so put that right up on my resume
I levitate, elevate, separate from any hate
I'm smokin' on the Presidential, lookin' like the head of state
I'm gettin' paid everyday, gettin' laid every way
My homies had to get away so pullin' as the get away
Your way, Chevrolet, upgrade, Escalade
Still I'm movin' cautious, if I don't they might interrogate

Get an eighth, medicate, cook a bomb and detonate
I'm trappin' in the booth so put that right up on my resume
I let 'em hate, ventilate, penetrate they mental state
Peep 'em from all angles, got 'em lookin' like the NSA
Rep champ, heavyweight, your clan featherweight
All I did was take a chance, you was just gon' hesitate
Net worth, escalate, network, makin' plays
When life would give me lemons, I'd put lean up in my lemonade
I just threw some hunnids in the club like it's a bank
Fuckin' up the function, need to fix it with a crank
I been out here duckin' cops so what the fuck you think?

I been yellin' "fuck the opps" and sprayin' like a tank
Act' in all the drank, pack another stank
My hustle been a struggle like I'm flexin' doin' planks
Liquor with the link, spliffin' up the dank
They said I went too crazy with the flow, I need a shrink
Trees, low fees, yo' bitch up on her knees
It's like I really be the King of this, I do as I please
Cocaine keys, these Balmain jeans
And I'm really 'bout to get it, not gon' stop by any means
Real OGs, your bitch up on her knees
It's like I'm really 'bout checks 'cause my Nikes don't crease
Cocaine keys, these Balmain jeans

And I'm really 'bout to get it, not gon' stop by any means

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