Yo, yo,
So many racks on the table
These babbies, they couldn't believe like
Atheists
Ask my religion, I will tell you straight money
You can call me a paperist
Got my young G's flying up north
Supplying that mainstream
And if you ain't reliable
I'mma be back on that pushback
Pushing that YMV on the mainstream
Yo, give thanks to the most High
Christian boy, but I still do trapping
Kick leagues like Kylian Mbappe
Masha'Allah, yeah the stacks get wider
Fresh on gram on IG, stepper
Flying through Soho
With a bad little joint, yoo
Chat shit get banked in your jaw, bro
Little Man try finessed that thing
How's he giving me a few
When it should've been four, bro?
Look, well you might get mad
When we get in papers Pipe this ho
Cause I'm out there pegging You say he my bro
But it's not in the cycle Said I owe him
F*ck, I don't know you
F*ck, I don't know you
How you calling my phone like four times?Bro
I don't even owe you
Stabbed a boy like three times
They could've shown that I know you
I love peace, that's why I'm a paperist Run JB like I'm city council
More bands make it rain like euro I got nine things in it
Spinner like Santan came in the first car
F*ck, now she claiming mans
F*ck hoes, man, I rock with gang
Christmas season
That's the time that you mans get litty
I'll top if you want me in tears
Well, you man too chatty like you're hosting a show
I'm on my business, f*cking self-made
Ay, I'm a f*ckin paperist
Paper chasin thats scoring more time
Ask them boys, they know I be on that
Got rich now your girls on big, man
Can't even post them cause I got plenty
They just wanna test, man, like I'm Henny
I just wanna pipe them like I'm Johnny
I go big hoes like my name King Solo
Baddest in Brisbane
Baddest in Melbourne
F*ck that, I go beast in London
Change them quick like I'm changing sandals
Me versus me, I ain't nothing to handle
Back like I went nowhere
Came back way with the screaming BJ
Girls wanna see me often
I ain't your father, I came for a reason
My opps broke, hungry, is gonna screw them
I'ma go more like the fast and furious
So many racks on the table
These babbies, they couldn't believe like
Atheists
Ask my religion, I will tell you straight money
You can call me a paperist
Got my young G's flying up north
Supplying that mainstream
And if you ain't reliable
I'mma be back on that pushback
Pushing that YMV on the mainstream
Bahati Jones - Paperist Lyrics
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English
Yo, yo,
So many racks on the table
These babbies, they couldn't believe like
Atheists
Ask my religion, I will tell you straight money
You can call me a paperist
Got my young G's flying up north
Supplying that mainstream
And if you ain't reliable
I'mma be back on that pushback
Pushing that YMV on the mainstream
Yo, give thanks to the most High
Christian boy, but I still do trapping
Kick leagues like Kylian Mbappe
Masha'Allah, yeah the stacks get wider
Fresh on gram on IG, stepper
Flying through Soho
With a bad little joint, yoo
Chat shit get banked in your jaw, bro
Little Man try finessed that thing
How's he giving me a few
When it should've been four, bro?
Look, well you might get mad
When we get in papers Pipe this ho
Cause I'm out there pegging You say he my bro
But it's not in the cycle Said I owe him
F*ck, I don't know you
F*ck, I don't know you
How you calling my phone like four times?Bro
I don't even owe you
Stabbed a boy like three times
They could've shown that I know you
I love peace, that's why I'm a paperist Run JB like I'm city council
More bands make it rain like euro I got nine things in it
Spinner like Santan came in the first car
F*ck, now she claiming mans
F*ck hoes, man, I rock with gang
Christmas season
That's the time that you mans get litty
I'll top if you want me in tears
Well, you man too chatty like you're hosting a show
I'm on my business, f*cking self-made
Ay, I'm a f*ckin paperist
Paper chasin thats scoring more time
Ask them boys, they know I be on that
Got rich now your girls on big, man
Can't even post them cause I got plenty
They just wanna test, man, like I'm Henny
I just wanna pipe them like I'm Johnny
I go big hoes like my name King Solo
Baddest in Brisbane
Baddest in Melbourne
F*ck that, I go beast in London
Change them quick like I'm changing sandals
Me versus me, I ain't nothing to handle
Back like I went nowhere
Came back way with the screaming BJ
Girls wanna see me often
I ain't your father, I came for a reason
My opps broke, hungry, is gonna screw them
I'ma go more like the fast and furious
So many racks on the table
These babbies, they couldn't believe like
Atheists
Ask my religion, I will tell you straight money
You can call me a paperist
Got my young G's flying up north
Supplying that mainstream
And if you ain't reliable
I'mma be back on that pushback
Pushing that YMV on the mainstream
So many racks on the table
These babbies, they couldn't believe like
Atheists
Ask my religion, I will tell you straight money
You can call me a paperist
Got my young G's flying up north
Supplying that mainstream
And if you ain't reliable
I'mma be back on that pushback
Pushing that YMV on the mainstream
Yo, give thanks to the most High
Christian boy, but I still do trapping
Kick leagues like Kylian Mbappe
Masha'Allah, yeah the stacks get wider
Fresh on gram on IG, stepper
Flying through Soho
With a bad little joint, yoo
Chat shit get banked in your jaw, bro
Little Man try finessed that thing
How's he giving me a few
When it should've been four, bro?
Look, well you might get mad
When we get in papers Pipe this ho
Cause I'm out there pegging You say he my bro
But it's not in the cycle Said I owe him
F*ck, I don't know you
F*ck, I don't know you
How you calling my phone like four times?Bro
I don't even owe you
Stabbed a boy like three times
They could've shown that I know you
I love peace, that's why I'm a paperist Run JB like I'm city council
More bands make it rain like euro I got nine things in it
Spinner like Santan came in the first car
F*ck, now she claiming mans
F*ck hoes, man, I rock with gang
Christmas season
That's the time that you mans get litty
I'll top if you want me in tears
Well, you man too chatty like you're hosting a show
I'm on my business, f*cking self-made
Ay, I'm a f*ckin paperist
Paper chasin thats scoring more time
Ask them boys, they know I be on that
Got rich now your girls on big, man
Can't even post them cause I got plenty
They just wanna test, man, like I'm Henny
I just wanna pipe them like I'm Johnny
I go big hoes like my name King Solo
Baddest in Brisbane
Baddest in Melbourne
F*ck that, I go beast in London
Change them quick like I'm changing sandals
Me versus me, I ain't nothing to handle
Back like I went nowhere
Came back way with the screaming BJ
Girls wanna see me often
I ain't your father, I came for a reason
My opps broke, hungry, is gonna screw them
I'ma go more like the fast and furious
So many racks on the table
These babbies, they couldn't believe like
Atheists
Ask my religion, I will tell you straight money
You can call me a paperist
Got my young G's flying up north
Supplying that mainstream
And if you ain't reliable
I'mma be back on that pushback
Pushing that YMV on the mainstream
Writer: Bahati Ayuen
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