Woooo-
Yeah-
[Hook]- I fell in love with the paper
I hate then i love then i hate it !
f*ck up a check yea that money !
I still go show love to my haters!
n*ggas be catching them vapors
So i keep my that Glock wit that lazer !
Run it up , Run it up!
Now lets all go f*ck up the paper!
2x's (I fell in love with that paper
I still show love to my haters
f*ck up a check yea that money !
I hate it i love it i hate it !
{f*ck up a check yea that money !}
Yah
{f*ck up a check yea that money !}
{f*ck up a check yea that money !} )
Verse 1:
Aye ,Switching threw them lanes how we do it right now !
Tell em that we eating yea we chewing yea we chewing right now!
If he wanna do it , we can do it we can do it right now
Grab the chopper from my right side !
(Gun sound)
Ima shoot em right down !
We gone go f*ck up some more !
We gone go run up the score!
Might just go f*ck up a store!
n*ggas know b*tches know i am dat bull!
We got them choppas galore!
We dont go shopping for whores
We lions we ready for war!
Them Youngins a' kick down ya door
[Hook]- I fell in love with the paper
I hate then i love then i hate it !
f*ck up a check yea that money !
I still go show love to my haters!
n*ggas be catching them vapors
So i keep my that Glock wit that lazer !
Run it up , Run it up!
Now lets all go f*ck up the paper!
2x's (I fell in love with that paper
I still show love to my haters
f*ck up a check yea that money !
I hate it i love it i hate it !
{f*ck up a check yea that money !}
Yah
{f*ck up a check yea that money !}
{f*ck up a check yea that money !} )
Verse 2: f*ck up a check hoe lets get it !
Ice on my neck hoe im livin !
Jewelry to stack up my commas!
Money to flex on these b*tches !
Said im reppin for the low life !
Hoping praying that it go right!
All You n*ggas better know right !
Or we kicking in ya door like !
Yeah we coming up from nothin'
But we turned it into something
Boujie b*tches never frontin
Tell them n*ggas that we run it
Ima link up with a bad b*tch
I can't wait until we mad rich
Tell these n*ggas we not average
Draco make em' do a backflip!
In this session eating crab sticks
We don't rumble b*tch we grab sticks
Chopper make him do gymnastics
Walk up on me I might blast it
I might let a n*gga have it
Swervin dippin in this matic
di*k a' turn her to a addict
Now she thinking im her daddy
[Hook]- I fell in love with the paper
I hate then i love then i hate it !
f*ck up a check yea that money !
I still go show love to my haters!
n*ggas be catching them vapors
So i keep my that Glock wit that lazer !
Run it up , Run it up!
Now lets all go f*ck up the paper!
2x's (I fell in love with that paper
I still show love to my haters
f*ck up a check yea that money !
I hate it i love it i hate it !
{f*ck up a check yea that money !}
Yah
{f*ck up a check yea that money !}
{f*ck up a check yea that money !})