paid
• Written by user579291421
I get paid
I get laid
I am selling that lemonade
Not for the fame
Not for the riches
Not for the bitches
I carry a blick with extended clips
I hang with the clique
shooting this blick
I hit a lick
roll a blunt
stole some liquor
pulled the trigger
I get paid (yeah)
I don't care what you said
Who the hell is you?
I don't know you
no im not your boo
I keep that .22 by me
im mighty
Don't try me
I'll slay your girl
make her twirl
take her to the back room
to do dance moves
Shit caught an opp lacking
tackling like the waterboy
sorry boy she don't want a broke boy
got a new toy
gotta glock nine
ready to send you up to heaven
with seven of your homies
we caught homies
We hanging out in the lobby
shooting is are hobby
in the studio rapping bars
off of two xans
in the lamb
sold grams
hella fans
wanna stand
take pics
post it on the gram
like holy damn
I shot your man
that was the plan
I gotta whip
emptied a clip
with the clique
im outa you league
all I need is a blick
making hella bands
smoking that pack
made a couple racks
put hella caps in you
shit I don't fall for no hoe
thought I wasn't gonna blow that pipe
you don't wanna fight me
you are a baby
they let me free
made money moves
I get paid
I get laid
I am selling that lemonade
Not for the fame
Not for the riches
Not for the bitches
They snitched then they gonna die
Their family says goodbye to their son
the opps where driven to find me
but its all about the money
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user579291421
Member since May 18 2019