[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
Paper on me I got these- (Yeah)
Bitch said she wanna fuck, so I told her, "Show up to the spot"
Tryna play a me like a lame, I'm not
Going back and forth 'bout shit
I'ma just count my guap (Yeah, ah)
Swear that I ain't gon' save it
Smoke going to the brain now
You played, you thought it was a game now

[Verse 1]
Mhm, cash, all I think about
[?] mad, you n***as don't even know half
I was just down bad, on my ass, now, my diamonds so clean
Whip, huh fast
Dripped out in Céline
Used to rock Ralph Lauren polo tees, then I upgrade my swag, and started stepping on n***as
So many cameras on n***as
Woulda thought we was a band or some' n***a
So many hammers on n***as, my n***as
You know I walked in with my n***as
I just took a flight, I just made six figures
Can't fuck with these groupie bitches, or thesе gold diggers
Jumping off the wall, I just hit the damn cеiling
[Chorus]
Paper on me I got these- (Yeah)
Bitch said she wanna fuck, so I told her, "Show up to the spot"
Tryna play a me like a lame, I'm not (No)
Going back and forth 'bout shit
I'ma just count my guap (Yeah, ah)
Swear that I ain't gon' save it
Smoke going to the brain now
You played, you thought it was a game now