Get the Memo lyrics

[Intro: RJmrLA]
RJ
Uh

[Chorus: RJmrLA & $tupid Young]
Give my goony some bread, so he comin' through your window
Creepin' on you with the pistol, hit you and your kinfolk
I don't play around with rappers, I'ma keep this simple
I want the M's and that's it, you gon' get the memo
Don't play with my paper, don't play with my paper
I don't need no more favors, just pay me my paper
Uh, slide me my bread ($tupid Young)
That green light on your head (Uh, look)
Don't play with my paper

[Verse 1: $tupid Young]
Please don't play with my fetti (No, no)
Creepin' through your hood with a motherf*ckin' semi' (Brrt)
Hold up, I don't think these n*ggas ready
See me in your nightmare like my name is Freddy (Ah)
We gon' creep through his hood in a Benzy (In a Benzy)
Leave his brains all red like spaghetti (Like spaghetti)
Got that 40 on me, I'ma hold it heavy
I been tryna dodge UCs in the Chevy
Hold up, n*gga, you know how I do
Glocks on when opps out when we ride through
In and out through his block like a drive-thru (Skrrt)
Left a n*gga shirt all red like he from Piru
It feel good when your neighborhood behind you (Uh)
It feel good when the city cosign you (What?)
[Chorus: RJmrLA]
Give my goony some bread, so he comin' through your window
Creepin' on you with the pistol, hit you and your kinfolk
I don't play around with rappers, I'ma keep this simple
I want the M's and that's it, you gon' get the memo
Don't play with my paper, don't play with my paper
I don't need no more favors, just pay me my paper
Uh, slide me my bread
That green light on your head
Don't play with my paper

[Verse 2: Rucci]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, b*tch, I'm from Naybors (Go)
Oaktown right now, on the field with the Raiders (Oak)
Oh, you ain't heard the latest? I'm the motherf*ckin' greatest
Ayy, what's your motherf*ckin' name? Call me RuccDawg, baby
(Go Rucci), .357 in my 7 jeans
First time I sent a dumb b*tch, I was seventeen
Ayy, you know I'm all about my paper
Touch down in the Bay, ghost ride on scraper
Suicide doors, still see the four hoes
Got a pocket full of money, car tailin' with my bros
b*tch, I'm the sh*t like a pimp named Slick Back
Give my homie some bread just to find out where you live at

[Chorus: RJmrLA]
Give my goony some bread, so he comin' through your window
Creepin' on you with the pistol, hit you and your kinfolk
I don't play around with rappers, I'ma keep this simple
I want the M's and that's it, you gon' get the memo
Don't play with my paper, don't play with my paper
I don't need no more favors, just pay me my paper
Uh, slide me my bread
That green light on your head
Don't play with my paper
[Verse 3: Azjah]
f*ck a favor, had to grind for this (Yeah)
They be talkin', I don't hear 'em, ain't got time for this (Nah, nah)
And all that cap up in your rap, we never mind the sh*t (Ooh, ooh)
And all this ice up on my neck, I might just blind a b*tch
I just pulled up on a n*gga in a big body (Yeah)
How'd you bust down the door? Yeah, big body
Hood rich, nice 'fit like a lick probably
She be lackin', she be lackin' if she sit by me, ooh
All my n*ggas bang big Crips and Whoops (Yeah)
Plus outside the city, I'm gon' stand for my troops (What?)
Legendary, I should have my own shoe (Yeah)
I'm feelin' like Snoop

[Chorus: RJmrLA]
Give my goony some bread, so he comin' through your window
Creepin' on you with the pistol, hit you and your kinfolk
I don't play around with rappers, I'ma keep this simple
I want the M's and that's it, you gon' get the memo
Don't play with my paper, don't play with my paper
I don't need no more favors, just pay me my paper
Uh, slide me my bread
That green light on your head
Don't play with my paper