I’m Paid lyrics
by Summrs
[Verse]
I got a banger in my pocket
Sitting patiently, waiting up, I could've called my dawg in
This stick like a tree limb, hope it don't play hockey
New CELINE, new G drip, I don't need no stylist
I went to f*ckin' jack, got his down, "Run your pocket
My n*gga, give me that muhf*ckin' chain", he ain't even got it
Van Cleef on my wrist, you know that I'm poppin'
I just f*cked an NBA player daughter, took her shoppin'
My name f*ckin' hold weight, yeah
18 karat gold up in my chain, this b*tch heavy like some weights, yeah
Took my di*k up out her then I nutted on her face
Bought my n*gga a pistol, he'll put this big b*tch to your face, n*gga
I'm in the muhf*ckin' back now there counting racks, n*gga
So when you see me at the red light thumbing through knots, I'ma spit in your face, n*gga
My n*ggas get paid off of plays look like everyday
Try to reach for my chain up in public, there's cameras around and your ass can get faced, n*gga
Work out with a dirty pistol in my hand, I'ma let it spray
All this time, I'm getting money, I count money, then I get laid
Free all my brothers and free all my partners up out that mothaf*ckin' cage
Crowd diving off the stage
After that, pick 'em up back and I'm paid, yeah
I bet I get rackades for days
I bet I get rackades for days
For days, yeah
I bet I get rackades for days
I bet I get rackades for days
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I bet I get rackades for days
I bet I get rackades for days
I bet I get rackades for days
I'm with all my n*ggas, ain't saving them [?]
Rocking Number (N)ine [?] mix that b*tch up with some J's
I heard what my partner just hit that n*gga in his face
I told that n*gga he'll be out of sh*t, he need to chill 'fore it be too late
But either way it go, lil' b*tch I'm with you anyways
I'm high as f*ck off roxy tryna find the Maybach key, whole time it's in my face
Need to face something, said to dude, "Lil' b*tch, you better not play
'Cause my n*gga one call away, he'll mask up and hit you with that 'K"
I'm [?], I might go buy a Wraith
b*tch call my phone talking 'bout she pregnant, b*tch, I need to see the DNA