Keyydadon - Paypal Lyrics

Yo bitkh she a road runner
I keep four gunnas
We don't kuddles dese hoes we kick out like we sum puntas
Trap boomin like some thunder
It's like a gym wit all dis weight out
I got scammers who love hearing (Thanks for calling PayPal)

Big sticks we don't play round
Watkh wat you say now
Put dem shooters on yo head dey gon pull up where you hang out
Drivin slow while dey hang out
Empty da klip den dey bang out
Bitkh pipe down before I stomp a nigga lights out
Iced out you kan see a nigga wit da lights out
Skinny nigga, but ask yo bitkh I put pipe down
Put money On yo head it a get u wiped out
Member days I was broke I get wat I like now
If I want to bitkh I'll take yo bitkh rn
I'm higher den clouds
You ain't talkin money move around
Smokin og sippin crown
Khoppa hold 100 rounds
Let a fukk nigga akt tough we gon air it out
Shoot dis bitkh up
U was supposed to be blood man how u switch up
Ran threw a lot of money but it still ain'tenough
I kno marko gon ride if I tell em pull up
Different mother same hustle
Dats my blood brother
Tryna run off wit da pack I'll kill yo blood brother
I done lost a lot to dese streets too many hood brothers
Fukk da police
Dey da ones who took my lil brother
We gon slide
While They hiding
Niggas talking bout sum beef but ain't even outside
Niggas down everyday
That's what Rico told Ace
Gotta watch out for them snakes
Kill a nigga take his chain
Niggas hating
Smiling in ya face but, we know know they faking
Lean got me moving slow
Like I'm Franklin
Hit em up betta put a bag on em before he stanking