Paradi$e

I just wanna get my momma off the damn hood, live in paradise You ain't tryna stack up the money, you scared of heights James Harden with the step back, got my handles right Shoot a nigga, then spin back at the candlelight He a snake nigga in the grass, we fed em mice Bro high as f*ck, mixin' lean with a can of sprite Lil boy copy all my moves, you a fan of mine She keep askin' if she next, had to tell her, get her ass in line She tryna take pictures for the spam, but I'm camera shy She a white bitch with a dark tint, got a tanning line Run up, you can't touch me, it's hammer time You be pouring lean in faygo, I'm the fanta type You talk about that faygo nigga, that faygo Nigga, you talk about that blueberry, bitch I pop a addy, I pop a addy When I wake up so I can concentrate Next up, thinking bout the money, gotta contemplate Stacking all the hunnids on the desk, gotta count the pape In the trap, whippin' up the dope, it's a crack pot Time on my wrist, ahead of yours, it's a fast watch So you want that static, man, this Glock will leave your ass shocked Ran through the hole, got the sack off a bad block We some funny niggas, makin' money like the Wayans brothers Prada shirt with the Louis kicks can't lace my runners Chains on, swayin' left to right, see a change in colors I don't care who the bitch is, I'll take your mother Bro shoot the Glock from long range, puttin' faces under Young nigga givin' out game, but they hate and Wonder Bop hoe wanna be my main, but she ain't my lover All this ice on my fuckin' neck, it would change the summer I was gonna take this bitch serious, but she got annoying Grab her head, slam the bitch down like Randy Orton All that cap shit up in your raps, man, it's not important Might as well switch maybach steady driving foreigns OK You ain't in no damn race car, you in a Honda Civic Opp nigga city outside, that is not specific I ran off, when the cops came, you stopped and listened You the type of nigga pay the pussy, why you cop the bitches I just wanna give my mama out the damn hood, live in paradise You ain't tryna stack up the money, you scared of heights James Harden with the step back, got my handles right Shoot a nigga, then spin back at the candlelight He a snake nigga in the grass, we fed em mice Bro high as f*ck, mixin' lean with a can of Sprite Lil' boy copy all my moves, you a fan of mine She keep askin' if she next, had to tell her get her ass in line