[Chorus]
You only call me when you need paper
I can hear you diggin' bitch I'll see you later
You only call me when you need paper
Packing so bitch I'll see you later

[Verse 1]
You acting like I don't see through you
Asking for that new new
Gucci satchels. Louis watches. Purses. Even brand new knockers
I don't give a shit what the fuck you tryna get
Just be a bit discreet, instead of being fake for it
Like bitch, the fuck you do this shit for?
Coming off like a damn goddess

[Chorus]
You only call me when you need paper
I can hear you diggin' bitch I'll see you later
You only call me when you need paper
Packing so bitch I'll see you later

[Verse 2]
Think you're royalty, 'cause you're diggin' up gold
Spoiled shawty, better do what you're told
Think you're naughty, but it's getting too old
Acting thottie, bitch I'll see your shot fall
Act like the world revolves around your problems
Blowing up my cell. Like in Summer, you've got problems
[Chorus]
You only call me when you need paper
I can hear you diggin' bitch I'll see you later
You only call me when you need paper
Packing so bitch I'll see you later

[Verse 3]
So many gold diggers lately, yea
And they all be fuckin' crazy, yea
For men like to carry rabies, yea
Tryna to carry your baby, yea

[Joke Explanation?]
See, the joke is that, you know, like I make videos on the internet and I have kind of- like I have man- I have Man boobs. (Yea the jokes on me)
That's the joke. I mean like. They want money, I want big booty so I guess it's like a fair- it's a fair compromise, I guess
I shouldn't complain, really

[Chorus]
You only call me when you need paper
I can hear you diggin' bitch I'll see you later. (See You)
You only call me when you need paper
Packing so bitch I'll see you later