[Intro: Swae Lee]
Yeah
Ayy, hey
Uh, hey
Yeah

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
That paper got them actin' more funny than comedians
I wished them the best, I really did
I wished it all, there was no Plan B
Bring me more drank and [?] immediately
She really tryna tell me she don't do this usually
I keep one eye open in my sleep
All 'bout going to hit a bitch who preach
I did this shit for my dawg, rest in peace
Nightmares just to live the dream
I woke up with foreign exchange currency
Hе talkin' paper and I speak it so fluently
Hе tryna get it what's the difference between you and me

[Verse 1: Slim Jxmmi]
I can't link up right now
I'm countin' up the paper, hell no, it's not a count down
And yeah, I wanna clip, clip
And when I get back to my baby
I'ma lick her up and down
Fluently talking bout that paper, really blowin fluently
I'm talking about that motherfucking currency
Imma try and get it, tell me what I need (Tell me what I need)
I'm balling so I bought my bitch a GLB
She's honest so I give her a piece of everything
I was dying just to live the dream
I had lamborghini doors at seventeen
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
That paper got them actin' more funny than comedians
I wished them the best, I really did
I wished it all, there was no Plan B
Bring me more drank and [?] immediately
She really tryna tell me she don't do this usually
I keep one eye open in my sleep
All 'bout going to hit a bitch who preach
I did this shit for my dawg, rest in peace
Nightmares just to live the dream
I woke up with foreign exchange currency
He talkin' paper and I'm speaking so fluently
He tryna get it what's the difference between you and me

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
Speaking so fluent, talking bout the plugs
Spread that cash out, these n***as spreadin' rumours
I'm with the old ones and with the new ones
Riding 6 wheels lead the way for the movement
Bust down on my wrist, that's too cut
How you talking down, when I'm too up
How you talking down, when I'm too up
I don't wanna be none of these n***as, they imposters
N***as runnin round on their cap [?]
All jokes aside, we don't catch feelings
Might not crack a smile till my next meal
Might not crack a smile till my next meal
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
That paper got them actin' more funny than comedians
I wished them the best, I really did
I wished it all, there was no Plan B
Bring me more drank and [?] immediately
She really tryna tell me she don't do this usually
I keep one eye open in my sleep
All 'bout going to hit a bitch who preach
I did this shit for my dawg, rest in peace
Nightmares just to live the dream
I woke up with foreign exchange currency
He talkin' paper and I'm speaking so fluently
He tryna get it what's the difference between you and me