PAPER Lyrics
Bitch, bitch
Sheck Wes, say my shit two times
'Bout the bread, like a fucking crouton
My boys cut a nigga like a fucking coupon
We all up on that chicken what the fuck are you on?
Young Sheck Wes I sued to be a fucking hoop star
Now niggas wanna' pay jus tot spit these cool bars
Niggas only beefin til they get like too far
I got mad killas if it get like too far
Why I talk in third person 'cause my dick is too large
I might choke your bitch if she take it too far (skrrr)
Bitch, crips gon' hop out on ya
I been smoking dope on ? chips like California
Chasin' all the zeros like I play for Oklahoma
But I will take all your Washington's like Sheck was from Tacoma
In this with a jet fuel I can smell aroma
Young Sheck Wes I be baling lieka fucking team owner
Mark Cuban, I make good music
And when I perform all the kids htey fucking lose it (bitch)
I was playing ball but young Sheck Wes couldn't shoot it
So now I rock out shows and these bitches show me hooters
I remember sleeping on the floor at Mike the Ruler's (bitch)
Now my name's stay up on your whole medula
These niggas pussy, these niggas be faking
But young Sheck Wes I be getting to the paper
Rookie of the year bitch I be balling liek a Laker (Zo)
Sheck Wes a big baller these other niggas faking
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These niggas pussy (bitch), these niggas be faking (huh)
Young Sheck Wes bitch I be getting to the paper
Young Sheck Wes bitch I be getting to the paper
Young Sheck Wes bitch I be...huh
These niggas pussy (bitch), these niggas be faking (huh)
Young Sheck Wes bitch I be getting to the paper
Young Sheck Wes bitch I be getting to the paper
Young Sheck Wes bitch I be getting to the paper
Young Sheck, bitch I be getting to the paper
Young Sheck, bitch I be getting to the paper (paper)
Young Sheck Wes bitch I be getting to the paper (paper)
Young Sheck Wes bitch I be getting to the paper
Huh, bitch, bitch I be getting to the paper
Yeah, bitch, bitch I be getting to the paper
