[Intro]
Gang, gang gang
Gang over everything
Once a n***a get some money in they pocket
Loud weed in they paper
Then shit changed

[Verse]
Lighten up like a pair of S-Beezy's
I might this shit look easy
As soon as you see me, you gon' believe me, times 3
My team succeed through anything
Whole boxes of raw papers get used and abused
In the presence of G's, they get confused
Out of town, blowin' on jet fuel
My hoes throwin' up the set
We don't tolerate no disrespect
Lames get checked
Everything tatted to my neck
She don't fuck with me cause I break bread
Better fake dead
Smoke you out, say she can't feel her legs
Could go to the club, but we just get stoned instead
My only motivation is the bread
Gotta do what you gotta do
Move how a boss move
Always been the man with the plan
Have a joint lighter in my hand
She rollin' Instagram
[Outro]
Gotta get that paper, though
Get that paper, though
That's why we keep them papers rolled
Keep them papers rolled
Get that paper, though
Get that paper, though
Keep them papers rolled, keep them