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Payroll Video (MV)




Performed By: K Swoon
Length: 3:47
Written by: Kiran Anderson




K Swoon - Payroll Lyrics




I just put lil shawty on my payroll
Yeah Whatever I say goes
Yeah whenever I say so
I just poured up a 4 inside of my faygo
And I see you niggas ain't on shit y'all rocking fake gold
And I'm bout to stack this bread up like it's legos
I don't wanna put my foot down on ya threshold
And my mama told me never bring home a flagpole
And my drip keep coming with me everywhere that I go

Aye, Think of the days where I never had shit
I got my check and I watered my wrist
Chopper it hit you make you do the fish
Got me some boots, fresh pairs of Ricks
Me and my dawg, like lilo and stitch
Don't fw that nigga, I can tell he a bitch
Quick to pick em up like they just called lyft
Have you ever seen somebody bust down a brick
Flipped me a bag, I made it do tricks
I am a warrior, you ball like the mavs, cavs, or the knicks
Ion need no toxic love, all of it make me sick
I got tired of the adderall, ion like the way it make me think
Tried to buy my bae designer but she wanted pink
I'm the realest nigga honestly
She tired of the fake, I said you outta be
Like DJ Khaled I got them keys
I can't sleep unless the tech in my reach
Hoes act so solid... you wouldn't think they'll cheat
You said you got me, we'll see
Oh my brain so gone, I poured me a 4
Pop no percs but I still move slow
Number one rule don't wife no hoe
You not clutch cause you always choke
I got that dope, don't text my phone
Don't trust that man, he's not yo bro
Running up bands, I'm staying ten toes
Dirty work all them guys all go

I just put lil shawty on payroll
Yeah Whatever I say goes
Yeah whenever I say so
I poured up a 4 inside my faygo
I see you niggas ain't on shit yall rocking fake gold
And I'm bout to stack this bread up like it's legos
I don't wanna put my foot down on ya threshold
And my mama told me never bring home a flagpole
And my drip me keep coming with me everywhere that I go

And I told my bro that we going with no label
Too many racks to fit all on a table
Smoking on this thrax and I'm high I'm not stable
Popping em up just like a toaster and its hot like a bagel
And I see you hiding, I peep at a angle
Too many chains on its making me strangle
Busting down a thot cause I know that imma player
I don't give a f*ck, cause I know that y'all gone hate us
Uh, i just ran up that check again
I went over on the border, plugged in with the Mexicans
I just made my own investments
Loving life, cherishing my blessings
Don't test me boy, learn your lessons
The rich boys had the suicide doors
Cars that sat low as the floor
I was in Honda Accord
Almost wrecked into a ford
I had took a different a course
Thought the law was not enforced
Selling drugs just like a chore
On the block they robbing stores
Wasn't raised up in the north
Took the reigns gimmie the torch
Getting mad, I'm getting scorched
Its not enough I want more
Reggie Miller when I score
Man don't make me take yours
I'm a boss you not employed
Diamonds singing like it's Lloyd
I really wanna skirt a rari on a backstreet
All you hoes wanna test, but they won't fail me
Pumpin out the smoke just like imma chimney
I was lost inside the drip like 6 feet deep
Keep my status on the plus end
Double C, Double G Yeah I make it blend
I Was stuck on the bad side, now I wanna win
Risk my life everyday, keep praying for my sins

I just put lil shawty on payroll
Yeah Whatever I say goes
Yeah whenever I say so
I poured up a 4 inside my faygo
I see you niggas ain't on shit yall rocking fake gold
And I'm bout to stack this bread up like it's legos
I don't wanna put my foot down on ya threshold
And my mama told me never bring home a flagpole
And my drip me keep coming with me everywhere that I go
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I just put lil shawty on my payroll
Yeah Whatever I say goes
Yeah whenever I say so
I just poured up a 4 inside of my faygo
And I see you niggas ain't on shit y'all rocking fake gold
And I'm bout to stack this bread up like it's legos
I don't wanna put my foot down on ya threshold
And my mama told me never bring home a flagpole
And my drip keep coming with me everywhere that I go

Aye, Think of the days where I never had shit
I got my check and I watered my wrist
Chopper it hit you make you do the fish
Got me some boots, fresh pairs of Ricks
Me and my dawg, like lilo and stitch
Don't fw that nigga, I can tell he a bitch
Quick to pick em up like they just called lyft
Have you ever seen somebody bust down a brick
Flipped me a bag, I made it do tricks
I am a warrior, you ball like the mavs, cavs, or the knicks
Ion need no toxic love, all of it make me sick
I got tired of the adderall, ion like the way it make me think
Tried to buy my bae designer but she wanted pink
I'm the realest nigga honestly
She tired of the fake, I said you outta be
Like DJ Khaled I got them keys
I can't sleep unless the tech in my reach
Hoes act so solid... you wouldn't think they'll cheat
You said you got me, we'll see
Oh my brain so gone, I poured me a 4
Pop no percs but I still move slow
Number one rule don't wife no hoe
You not clutch cause you always choke
I got that dope, don't text my phone
Don't trust that man, he's not yo bro
Running up bands, I'm staying ten toes
Dirty work all them guys all go

I just put lil shawty on payroll
Yeah Whatever I say goes
Yeah whenever I say so
I poured up a 4 inside my faygo
I see you niggas ain't on shit yall rocking fake gold
And I'm bout to stack this bread up like it's legos
I don't wanna put my foot down on ya threshold
And my mama told me never bring home a flagpole
And my drip me keep coming with me everywhere that I go

And I told my bro that we going with no label
Too many racks to fit all on a table
Smoking on this thrax and I'm high I'm not stable
Popping em up just like a toaster and its hot like a bagel
And I see you hiding, I peep at a angle
Too many chains on its making me strangle
Busting down a thot cause I know that imma player
I don't give a f*ck, cause I know that y'all gone hate us
Uh, i just ran up that check again
I went over on the border, plugged in with the Mexicans
I just made my own investments
Loving life, cherishing my blessings
Don't test me boy, learn your lessons
The rich boys had the suicide doors
Cars that sat low as the floor
I was in Honda Accord
Almost wrecked into a ford
I had took a different a course
Thought the law was not enforced
Selling drugs just like a chore
On the block they robbing stores
Wasn't raised up in the north
Took the reigns gimmie the torch
Getting mad, I'm getting scorched
Its not enough I want more
Reggie Miller when I score
Man don't make me take yours
I'm a boss you not employed
Diamonds singing like it's Lloyd
I really wanna skirt a rari on a backstreet
All you hoes wanna test, but they won't fail me
Pumpin out the smoke just like imma chimney
I was lost inside the drip like 6 feet deep
Keep my status on the plus end
Double C, Double G Yeah I make it blend
I Was stuck on the bad side, now I wanna win
Risk my life everyday, keep praying for my sins

I just put lil shawty on payroll
Yeah Whatever I say goes
Yeah whenever I say so
I poured up a 4 inside my faygo
I see you niggas ain't on shit yall rocking fake gold
And I'm bout to stack this bread up like it's legos
I don't wanna put my foot down on ya threshold
And my mama told me never bring home a flagpole
And my drip me keep coming with me everywhere that I go
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Writer: Kiran Anderson
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