PAPER lyrics

[Intro]
Ow
b*tch (b*tch)

[Verse]
Sheck Wes (fa), say my sh*t two times (times)
'Bout the bread (b*tch), like a f*cking crouton (fa fa fa fa)
My boys cut a n*gga like a f*ckin' coupon (fa fa fa fa)
We all up on that chicken, what the f*ck are you on? (What are you on?)
Young Sheck Wes, I used to be a f*ckin' hoop star (swish)
Now n*ggas wanna pay me just to spit these cool bars (fa fa fa, fa fa fa fa)
n*ggas only beefin' 'til they get like too far (b*tch)
I got mad killers if it get like too far (like too far)
Why I talk in third person? 'Cause my di*k is too large (large)
I might choke your b*tch if she take it too far (skr)
Skrr, b*tch, Crips gon' hop out on ya (on ya)
I been smoking dope on all my trips to California (jet fuel)
Chasin' all the zeros like I play for Oklahoma (Westbrook)
But I will take all your Washingtons like Sheck Wes from Tacoma (ow)
In this with the jet fuel, I can smell aroma (aroma)
Young Sheck Wes, I be ballin' like a f*cking team owner (Mark)
Mark Cuban (b*tch), I make good music (huh)
And when I perform, all the kids they f*ckin' lose it (b*tch)
I was playin' ball but young Sheck Wes couldn't shoot it (one take)
So now I rock out shows and all these b*tches show me hooters
I remember sleepin' on the floor at Mike the Ruler's (b*tch)
Now my name stay all up on your whole medula (huh)
These n*ggas pus*y (pus*y), these n*ggas be fakin' (wow)
But young Sheck Wes, I be gettin' to the paper (huh)
Rookie of the year, b*tch, I be ballin' like a Laker (Zo)
Sheck Wes a big baller, all these other n*ggas fakin'
[Pre-Chorus]
These n*ggas pus*y (b*tch), these n*ggas be faking (huh)
Young Sheck Wes, b*tch, I be gettin' to the paper (huh)
Young Sheck Wes, b*tch, I be gettin' to the paper
Young Sheck Wes, b*tch, I be (huh)

[Chorus]
These n*ggas pus*y (b*tch), these n*ggas be fakin' (huh)
Young Sheck Wes, b*tch, I be gettin' to the paper (gettin' to the paper)
Young Sheck Wes, b*tch, I be gettin' to the paper (to the paper)
Young Sheck Wes, b*tch, I be gettin' to the paper
Young Sheck, b*tch, I be gettin' to the paper (huh)
Young Sheck, b*tch, I be gettin' to the paper (paper)
Young Sheck Wes, b*tch, I be gettin' to the paper (paper)
Young Sheck Wes, I be gettin' to the paper (uh, huh, b*tch)

[Outro]
b*tch, I be gettin' to the paper
Yeah (b*tch), b*tch, I be gettin' to the paper (huh, fa fa fa)
Stay away from the fakers (fa fa fa fa)
b*tch, with the, with the paper
I'm untouchable (a n*gga, I'm with the paper)
I'm untouchable, n*gga (b*tch)
Huh, I'm like Mr. Huxtable (huh)
They can't do sh*t to Bill Cosby (he might)
n*gga, f*ck everybody, n*gga
If you ain't with my team, or my camp, f*ck you (fa fa fa fa)
Suck my di*k, n*gga, if you never helped me
f*ck you n*gga, don't try to take credit for this
Suck my...
b*tch