1017 Paper Route Songtext
Shawty Paid
What up, Glock?
Lil Mexico, ayo, Mexico, uh huh
Know how the fuck we comin', nigga
Glizzock
Bow, bow, bow
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
1017
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Paper Route, nigga
What up, Glock?
Lil Mexico, ayo, Mexico, uh huh
Know how the fuck we comin', nigga
Glizzock
Bow, bow, bow
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
1017
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Paper Route, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Paper Route, Glock
I pull up AMG with Z, we two stray dogs straight off the leash
Diamond baguettes cover me, these chains here cost a couple kis
Young nigga, I’m sucker free, but you know I blow cash with ease
This bitch said she can't stand me, so I told her to take a seat
Yeah, gettin' rich every week
If I was a football player, on the field with [?]
I’m the type of nigga, put Forgis up on the whole fleet
Five was out of ten, slidin' out that Jeep, Louis V print, 700 for a tee
Walk in the club, got the heat on me, fire until you score, if you tweak, get sweeped
Got your baby mama in the suite with me, nigga, ain't shit sweet, nigga, know how it be
New watch, big rocks to match my piece, uh, I got the guap like a girl on tree, yeah
New drop top, left the lot, pipe scream, nigga, fuck you, man, I been doin' my thing
Amiri Jeans stickin', wasted 400 on lean, servin' fiends since a teen, got more drugs than a king
Hit Rafi up, get a dope ass ring, got a real low price, get me richer than a thing
Niggas tryna act like they all tough, already know they sing
One fuck up, got they ass all stuck, now the tellin' everything
You got me F'd up, Fendi down to the feet, uh, yup, yup, I can sell sand on a beach Dropped 250,000 on a two seat, yup, 250, that’s a win, I speak, uh
Killin’ these niggas, I'm a young grim reap, I’ma trap so hard, might bring back a beeper
I just got a new K, kickin' like FIFA, whole gang got drums just like the Beatles
Came up, freeze my Desert Eagle, real good dope, it clog your needle
Put the SIG on his ass when I see him, hundred bands, ton of gas land in the PM
[?] your bitch, got his bitch in my DM, got a lot of killers on my list of freedom
Hundred in this blick, cross up, I ain't gonna miss, jubilee wrist, got me goin' on another lick
Paper Route, Glock
I pull up AMG with Z, we two stray dogs straight off the leash
Diamond baguettes cover me, these chains here cost a couple kis
Young nigga, I’m sucker free, but you know I blow cash with ease
This bitch said she can't stand me, so I told her to take a seat
Yeah, gettin' rich every week
If I was a football player, on the field with [?]
I’m the type of nigga, put Forgis up on the whole fleet
Five was out of ten, slidin' out that Jeep, Louis V print, 700 for a tee
Walk in the club, got the heat on me, fire until you score, if you tweak, get sweeped
Got your baby mama in the suite with me, nigga, ain't shit sweet, nigga, know how it be
New watch, big rocks to match my piece, uh, I got the guap like a girl on tree, yeah
New drop top, left the lot, pipe scream, nigga, fuck you, man, I been doin' my thing
Amiri Jeans stickin', wasted 400 on lean, servin' fiends since a teen, got more drugs than a king
Hit Rafi up, get a dope ass ring, got a real low price, get me richer than a thing
Niggas tryna act like they all tough, already know they sing
One fuck up, got they ass all stuck, now the tellin' everything
You got me F'd up, Fendi down to the feet, uh, yup, yup, I can sell sand on a beach Dropped 250,000 on a two seat, yup, 250, that’s a win, I speak, uh
Killin’ these niggas, I'm a young grim reap, I’ma trap so hard, might bring back a beeper
I just got a new K, kickin' like FIFA, whole gang got drums just like the Beatles
Came up, freeze my Desert Eagle, real good dope, it clog your needle
Put the SIG on his ass when I see him, hundred bands, ton of gas land in the PM
[?] your bitch, got his bitch in my DM, got a lot of killers on my list of freedom
Hundred in this blick, cross up, I ain't gonna miss, jubilee wrist, got me goin' on another lick
