Trapland Pat
Paperboy
[Hook]
You better get that paper boy
You better get that paper boy
You better get that paper boy
You better get that paper boy
That paper boy

[Verse]
Ayy, run it up, run it up, run it up na
It ain't no brakes for us, it's time to gas it up na
We duckin' radars and the Feds up in a cut na
Came up from nothin' so they hatin' how we stunt na
But I was down in a trenches, I was on my lonely
Mac Mizzle always said, I got a keep it on me
Who was posted on a [?] like 24
Now we wake up and our phones tell us ''What it go''
Why they hatin' Pat? 'Cause I came up of the floor
Where thеm feens at, him knockin' at the door
Switcheroo, all thesе bitches switcheroo, yea
She wanna fuck, she got a fuck the gang too, yea
Boot men boy, I need 'bout two, yea
They ain't catchin' up, but you know she caught a few yea
When you see me I've be booted then an average
He don't be bootin', he could never reach this latitude

[Hook]
You better get that paper boy
You better get that paper boy
You better get that paper boy
You better get that paper boy
That paper boy