Paper I just keep that shit stacking
Money I just keep money makin
Bitch fat ass she gon' keep that shit shakin
Yeah I'm bout to come through and I'm finna shake it up
Quake!
She shake it all night little baby, yeah she finna quake it up
Baby finna quake it up, wait
Feel like foldgers baby, I got that wake n bake
And she tryna get me just like first take
She just want me one time, not the first take
I just gotta get a lot one day
I'm just tryna get up out the hood
I'm just tryna show my momma and my granny what's good
I just gotta get a lot and tell them how I should
I'm finna start this shit just like I'm preachin
Nigga we ain't up in school, but I'm finna start teachin
All these bitches, yeah they really bout to leave the bleachers (huh)
Tryna get up in the game, cause they see that pimp in his lane (huh)
I'm just tryna move, but these niggas wanna be a stain
I ain't tryna move like that no more (hell nah)
I had to go and get that pack gone (get that)
These niggas, they ain't got no racks though
They don't know I had some packs though
Movin' wrong all facts though (yeeeaaaaa)
Now I'm livin' righteous
I'm with my brother P, he got the piper (Pistol P)
You do not wanna move, I see you hidin
Drip from the ocean floor, this shit Poseidon
And I'm the GOAT, who the best besides him (baby I'm the GOAT)
Measure me, don't want racks to size up (measure me)
Ain't got no hat, cappin in his rap, that boy a liar (ain't got no hat)
We ain't in London, but that bridge is up on fire
(Where the match?)
Paper, I just keep that shit stackin
Money, I just keep money makin
Bitch fat ass, she gon' keep that shit shakin
Yeah, I'm bout to come through and I'm finna shake it up (shake it up)
Quake!
She shake it all night little baby, yea she finna quake it up
Wait (she shake it)
I was eating noodles now I'm eating steak (huh)
She just tryna see whats really on my plate (huh)
This the touch your midas, baby, I can turn you to gold
I was young, dumb, baby, then I had to grow old
I was uptown, hillside, and on River Road
I done seen a lot of shit that I still never told
And I always keep a blick, case some shit gon' unfold (blick)
When I'm feelin' rich, Imma be still feelin' poor
On God, no cap though...
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Paper I just keep that shit stacking
Money I just keep money makin
Bitch fat ass she gon' keep that shit shakin
Yeah I'm bout to come through and I'm finna shake it up
Quake!
She shake it all night little baby, yeah she finna quake it up
Baby finna quake it up, wait
Feel like foldgers baby, I got that wake n bake
And she tryna get me just like first take
She just want me one time, not the first take
I just gotta get a lot one day
I'm just tryna get up out the hood
I'm just tryna show my momma and my granny what's good
I just gotta get a lot and tell them how I should
I'm finna start this shit just like I'm preachin
Nigga we ain't up in school, but I'm finna start teachin
All these bitches, yeah they really bout to leave the bleachers (huh)
Tryna get up in the game, cause they see that pimp in his lane (huh)
I'm just tryna move, but these niggas wanna be a stain
I ain't tryna move like that no more (hell nah)
I had to go and get that pack gone (get that)
These niggas, they ain't got no racks though
They don't know I had some packs though
Movin' wrong all facts though (yeeeaaaaa)
Now I'm livin' righteous
I'm with my brother P, he got the piper (Pistol P)
You do not wanna move, I see you hidin
Drip from the ocean floor, this shit Poseidon
And I'm the GOAT, who the best besides him (baby I'm the GOAT)
Measure me, don't want racks to size up (measure me)
Ain't got no hat, cappin in his rap, that boy a liar (ain't got no hat)
We ain't in London, but that bridge is up on fire
(Where the match?)
Paper, I just keep that shit stackin
Money, I just keep money makin
Bitch fat ass, she gon' keep that shit shakin
Yeah, I'm bout to come through and I'm finna shake it up (shake it up)
Quake!
She shake it all night little baby, yea she finna quake it up
Wait (she shake it)
I was eating noodles now I'm eating steak (huh)
She just tryna see whats really on my plate (huh)
This the touch your midas, baby, I can turn you to gold
I was young, dumb, baby, then I had to grow old
I was uptown, hillside, and on River Road
I done seen a lot of shit that I still never told
And I always keep a blick, case some shit gon' unfold (blick)
When I'm feelin' rich, Imma be still feelin' poor
On God, no cap though...
Money I just keep money makin
Bitch fat ass she gon' keep that shit shakin
Yeah I'm bout to come through and I'm finna shake it up
Quake!
She shake it all night little baby, yeah she finna quake it up
Baby finna quake it up, wait
Feel like foldgers baby, I got that wake n bake
And she tryna get me just like first take
She just want me one time, not the first take
I just gotta get a lot one day
I'm just tryna get up out the hood
I'm just tryna show my momma and my granny what's good
I just gotta get a lot and tell them how I should
I'm finna start this shit just like I'm preachin
Nigga we ain't up in school, but I'm finna start teachin
All these bitches, yeah they really bout to leave the bleachers (huh)
Tryna get up in the game, cause they see that pimp in his lane (huh)
I'm just tryna move, but these niggas wanna be a stain
I ain't tryna move like that no more (hell nah)
I had to go and get that pack gone (get that)
These niggas, they ain't got no racks though
They don't know I had some packs though
Movin' wrong all facts though (yeeeaaaaa)
Now I'm livin' righteous
I'm with my brother P, he got the piper (Pistol P)
You do not wanna move, I see you hidin
Drip from the ocean floor, this shit Poseidon
And I'm the GOAT, who the best besides him (baby I'm the GOAT)
Measure me, don't want racks to size up (measure me)
Ain't got no hat, cappin in his rap, that boy a liar (ain't got no hat)
We ain't in London, but that bridge is up on fire
(Where the match?)
Paper, I just keep that shit stackin
Money, I just keep money makin
Bitch fat ass, she gon' keep that shit shakin
Yeah, I'm bout to come through and I'm finna shake it up (shake it up)
Quake!
She shake it all night little baby, yea she finna quake it up
Wait (she shake it)
I was eating noodles now I'm eating steak (huh)
She just tryna see whats really on my plate (huh)
This the touch your midas, baby, I can turn you to gold
I was young, dumb, baby, then I had to grow old
I was uptown, hillside, and on River Road
I done seen a lot of shit that I still never told
And I always keep a blick, case some shit gon' unfold (blick)
When I'm feelin' rich, Imma be still feelin' poor
On God, no cap though...
Writer: Jordan Fox
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