Paper - Cheif Keef, Gucci Mane

I ain’t really havin' no paper problems

Man I’m just tryna get paper

That young nigga that got a paper problem

He can’t get to no paper

I ain’t never had no paper problems

Nigga I been gettin' paper

That young nigga got a paper problem

Cause he never had no paper, paper, paper

Paper, man I got so much paper

Don’t smoke my weed in papers

Don’t buy blunts that got flavors, nah

I just touched down in Jamaica, I’ma try to smoke two acres

Send a nigga to his maker, be cheaper to cremate ya

Fuck the nigga and the bitch that made ya

You ain’t really doing nothing major

Gotta E-40 Water extendo, like 40 40 water

Big timer, timer, timer got a timepiece full of diamonds

Sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle, got your girl gone off that Molly

Ballin' in the VI-, don’t I look so icy

I need to go to rehab, addicted to Ferrari’s

My rose gold Rollie like brrrrr nigga

My yellow gold Rollie, brrrrr, brrrrr, nigga

I concur that you’re not real nigga

So man I don’t even wanna deal wit ya

And the niggas that you with is some bitch niggas

Cause they know you lame and they still with ya

One to get ya then I’m comin' to get ya

When I shoot nigga it ain’t hard to hit ya nigga

I ain’t really havin' no paper problems

Man I’m just tryna get paper

That young nigga that got a paper problem

He can’t get to no paper

I ain’t never had no paper problems

Nigga I been gettin' paper

That young nigga got a paper problem

Cause he never had no paper, paper, paper

Paper, man I got so much paper

Don’t smoke my weed in papers

Don’t buy blunts that got flavors, nah

Paper, paper, man I got so much paper

That young nigga got a paper problem

Cause he ain’t never had no paper, paper, paper

They like Sosa, why you runnin' thru 100 thousand?

I ain’t never had no paper

I ain’t 'Wop, I ain’t Jay, but I was making 500 every day

Make one call send a stain that’s caper problem

Caper gone pull that K

Run in your house, where your safe

Anything to get that cake

In the club wilin'

Make it rain in this bitch cause it’s hot and bitches crowded

Let a nigga try me

Fuck around, fuck around, fuck around, fuck around

And meet his thottie

Smokin' on a fattie

And my pocket is a fattie

All I fuck with is fettys

Boy hope you ready

Coming real hard like the G that’s after the 'a'in spaghetti

I’m wearin' lunatics, I don’t do Nelly

Hey, I’m rolling and I don’t know Kelly

Racks up in my jeans and I don’t know Billie

Walked up in saks, throwin' up racks, they smell me

I ain’t really havin' no paper problems

Man I’m just tryna get paper

That young nigga that got a paper problem

He can’t get to no paper

I ain’t never had no paper problems

Nigga I been gettin' paper

That young nigga got a paper problem

Cause he never had no paper, paper, paper

Paper, man I got so much paper

Don’t smoke my weed in papers

Don’t buy blunts that got flavors, nah

Paper, paper, man I got so much paper

That young nigga got a paper problem

Cause he ain’t never had no paper, paper, paper