Mo Paper (Feat. YG)

Yeah you know what I'm sayin' Can't never switch huh Ooh ayy any huh You ain't a boss you can't touch her I might just paint the Bentley mustard I got rich that's on my mother Say she love you still can't trust her Cut the pork drop the top then I Speed Race it But my frames they Dior I can't see baby Why your boyfriend a lame I got mo' paper Bring the money out now I got mo' haters Where my stash box Bring the racks out Watch your bad bop Bad I blew that cash out Cash what Yah ayy ran my money up Now I got mo' haters I got mo' papers Bitches wanna fuck 'cause I got mo' papers Now I Speed Race I want more face My bitch bake the cake I might slide the Wraith Hermes links check the slink Chanel when she blink she want that 'Rari pink Skrrt skrrt You ain't a boss you can't touch her I might just paint the Bentley mustard I got rich that's on my mother Say she love you still can't trust her Cut the pork drop the top then I Speed Race it But my frames they Dior I can't see baby Why your boyfriend a lame I got mo' paper Bring the money out now I got mo' haters I need the bag fast fast fast fast Fast Pulled up Lambo niggas mad mad mad mad Niggas mad Saint Laurent hard bottoms splash splash splash Splash You might slip on a drip you might need the cash I painted my 6-4 red a lot of my homies dead Some of my homies Blue a lot of my homies Red On Bloods I need that head I'm tryin' to feel it in my legs I'm trying to spend a little bread fuck it up at Sakks yeah All my bitches drive Benz I'll put you in a Benz All my hoes conniving they finesse them M's Rich nigga slide in oh yeah yeah she did Before you fuck me give that pussy a cleanse yeah You ain't a boss you can't touch her I might just paint the Bentley mustard I got rich that's on my mother Say she love you still can't trust her Cut the pork drop the top then I Speed Race it But my frames they Dior I can't see baby Why your boyfriend a lame I got mo' paper Bring the money out now I got mo' haters