Paul Bunyan

I do it bigger than all of these niggas my life on Paul Bunyan My bitch a tall woman, I f*ck get all stomach So bring the war to me, I'm in the mall stunting I think I brought twenty Don't give me no dap Don't try to get pictures, don't tell me let's work Don't need me weed, I don't care bout no perks I don't care who got drink less I opened it first And I don't have any words less you copping the verse Hop in the vert, go JFK when I'm dropping the top Plug with Koreans and with some hells angels And they usually racist but like me a lot My bitch think I'm cheating But I'm on that Jenga how I'm pulling pieces and buying the block Niggas is lamer than me When I fucked anything and was stuck moving five dollar rocks GPS system attached to my sock Stick through my pants like my Glock and my cock My bitch get so mad when my print sticking out But girl this yo dick what you bitching about Can spit in yo face or just spit in yo mouth If you get out my face then I figure out Your corner can't stop me I stick to my route Your can't stop me I stick to my route We don't do hellcats I rather the lamb Still in the streets but like part time I scam Laptop 200 how I keep on punching man this bitch done made me like 85 grand I got connections to African mobsters who wire some millions so who tapping in Ain't trusting no banks they ain't clean as you think So we put it in stocks and just wash it through land Need 5 money counters and 3 loyal niggas It take me too long if I count this by hand I mailed a 50 I'm hoping it land Got too trigger happy I hit my potna I weight that lean by my baby mama Really just came here for baby bottles But she wanna f*ck til the neighbors knocking RIP Daniel Jordan, RIP Tank, Like RIP Justin, like RIP Greg RIP George and RIP Ree If I don't go hard then RIP me 85 Inches on a smart TV Mail that off so I bought her weave They checking ID don't get cold feet Send me that info get a verify link I do it bigger than all of these niggas my life on Paul Bunyan My bitch a tall woman, I f*ck get all stomach So bring the war to me, I'm in the mall stunting I think I brought twenty Don't give me no dap Don't try to get pictures, don't tell me let's work Don't need me weed, I don't care bout no perks I don't care who got drink less I opened it first And I don't have no words less you copping the verse Hop in the vert, go JFK when I'm dropping the top Plug with Koreans and with some hells angels And they usually racist but like me a lot My bitch think I'm cheating But I'm on that Jenga how I'm pulling pieces and buying the block Niggas is lamer than me When I fucked anything and was stuck moving five dollar rocks Niggas is lamer than me When I fucked anything and was stuck moving five dollar rocks Niggas is lamer than me When I popped anything and was stuck on them fetynal Roxy's Niggas is lamer than me When I fucked anything and was stuck moving five dollar rocks Niggas is lamer than me When I popped anything and was stuck on them fetynal Roxy's