PAID 4 2 SH!T

Huew Huew, huew Yah Yah, yah, woah, yah Put my heart in a microphone You can tell me if I'm tweakin', I was made for this shit You can tell a nigga geekin', I get paid for to shit Yah, I want all my bitches just to cum and all my chains to be lit If you wasnt fuckin' with the klick, we do not care we f*ck your hoe I be gettin' high just off of racks, and I think I might overdose She with the klick she tip-py-ti-toe Come get your bitch out the bando No I'm not your mans bro I don't pop no xans, oh That's just for my dopeheads, I don't ride no mopeds I don't need no pill to geek, I just need some mo' bread Finna f*ck your ass to sleep, when you wake up go, fled That nigga lame don't get no bread, you can come stay with me instead Yah Yah Bro, you'll make me have a heart attack I'm an ancient artifact, they know me back from old days Lately i been turning to my old ways, she said she wanna spend the night? She mexican so, no wey Told that bitch to give me throat like, ole She wanna f*ck in 4k, I wanna play me some 2k Bape on my back I'm too faded, I'm finna get me a new payment They tried to blackball me they knew I was great Yah, woah, yah Put my heart in a microphone You can tell me if I'm tweakin', I was made for this shit You can tell a nigga geekin', I get paid for to shit Yah, I want all my bitches just to cum and all my chains to be lit If you wasnt fuckin' with the klick, we do not care we f*ck your hoe I be gettin' high just off of racks, and I think I might overdose She with the klick she tippy-ti-toe Come get your bitch out the bando No I'm not your mans bro I don't pop no xans, oh Huew