Pape lyrics
by Certified Trapper
[Verse]
b*tch, I got the pape
n*gga play stupid, he gon' get his ass faced
This goofy ass n*gga keep tweaking, think he laced
Real catch a body n*gga, never behind no plates
f*ck a b*tch twice, then I send her by her way
Bands on that b*tch head before work, now she late
You ain't never have to work again, baby, I got pape
In the low income loft counting twenty G's a day
Keep the money counter ready case I gotta count up pape
b*tch got a attitude, bust a switchy on her lace
Old Captain Save a Ho ass n*gga, need a cape
b*tch, I really got that blower if your ashy n*ggas flake
If I jump up, get down, fifty with us
On the [?], b*tch, get down
Put your f*cking face on a shirt, you a fit now
On my daughter, any n*gga played crazy got blicked down
Cheap ass n*gga, that sh*t light, better sit down
I don't f*cking rap, I just tell y'all how I get down
Drake [?] sh*t [?] sitting upside down
Rapid fire with it, know you n*ggas better pipe down
[Outro]
I don't give a f*ck who don't like me
I'll put your ass on a white tee
b*tch, I got glass and it's icy
Get up on your ass, real feisty
Mask off quick, kill the [?]
I don't give a f*ck you don't like me
I don't give a f*ck you don't like me
I don't give a f*ck you don't like me
pus*y ass n*ggas and they wanna be like me
I don't never f*ck with no n*ggas that be sheisty