Letras
That's that shit
I wanna get high
Uh, that's that shit rotten like the dirty apple
Sour apple, whatever, jam and jelly
Rub it all over your belly, can you smell me?
Ayo, for shizzle my nizzle
I'm gon' spit that flow beefy right there
That's that hype, I swear
It's that one put you in your eye with serious glare
Alright, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You gon' like this shit
Yo, the paper to me, it's not L-O-V-E
You must be crazy
The paper to me, it's not L-O-V-E
Love, you must be crazy
I'm after the paper like any other caper
Best believe the freestyle flow will trade slave ya
Have you all raptured up in the way I capture up
Nothing but the serious flow, I will match you up
Like I'm striking off the book
Maybe you've been overlooked or your ass got jooks
For your jewels and your chain, I'm in the game to win
I refrain from the bullshit, nigga, you'll be spent
All the fuck out the door, can't take it no more
Serious flow be serious flow, you don't know
Ayo, the million dollar contract is coming
And I believe that shit, that's why I'm humming
Like the H2 Hummer, damn, you missed bummer
Fuck it, I'm just gon' pluck it, nigga, 'cause I'll run ya
Over, get the fuck out the way 'cause I told ya
Hahaha, hold me closer
Yo
Paper to me, it's not L-O-V-E, man
How'd it go? How'd it go?
The paper to me, it's not L-O-V-E
That's love, you must be crazy
The paper to me, it's not L-O-V-E
That's love, you must be crazy
Yeah, that's a hook
Like he said, he a caper
Yeah, run up and rape ya
Talking to you like I'm your father
What the fuck is going on? Get from 'round me, you bother
A motherfucker like me, a motherfucking damn G
Only twenty years old but got plenty money
Catch me by myself in the motherfucking thing