Lyrics:
to my crib, we blow by the Os
Kush, you already know
It ain't in a joint, we don't even smoke it
I keep a bitch gettin' stoned
We wakin' and bakin',
zera, ey, ey, еy
Czuję się jak MIA, gdy wypuszczam paper plane
Dziwko, to nie cloud, tylko vape
Robię to już tyle lat
Że chyba wszystko o tym wiem
Całe
I just walked in yeah, paper, play, pretend
Loose with automatics it get tragic hit a spin yeah
All these demons in my head M.IA. that's what I said
that they be
Listening to maybe drove them crazy broke the piston into
Pieces of paper they got no shame High on the paper and fuck the plane
Popping
bring in the coke by the boatloads
Go against the grain, nigga, I feed nose holes
Follow no family rules, rules are for fools
Chase the paper cause
4 pizzas on the plane I'm not the scary one
4 bitches CashApp putting 2k in every one
See me in the traffic no I'm not the scary one
4 new Gen 4s wit
Force plane
Ain't cha?
Say what? So you can get that hood fame
Ain't cha?
Through despair, I traipse, bakin' pies
Makin' cake
Hustling them E's and that
Force plane
Ain't cha?
Say what? So you can get that hood fame
Ain't cha?
Through despair, I traipse, bakin' pies
Makin' cake
Hustling them E's and that
and my bitch, me and my bitch
By any means do anything to keep us rich
She hops on the plane for the return trips
In and out, back and forth just to stack
stuntin
Ain't no other way to do it
Rollin paper planes now we all taking flight
She wanna come with me and she never been this high
All I really need is
Let's go it is what it is, man
What it was, what is wasn't only Nigga
Uh blow it by the O
Blow a lot of paper
I got rich when was young
Now,
Inspire yourself
Future legend, see no demons
Only blessings and success, I see no ceilings
Only blue skies, home on paper planes
Know my room size goal is
don't know what to do
You've left me torn
Sitting upstairs shooting paper planes
Making new friends but forgetting their names
Woah-oh, Woah-oh
Driving
shy
No I don't know why
People say I'm like a paper plane
That only works part time
My failed design
People tell me that I'm nothing more
Than just
the game
Like PCs, never leave on the rainy days
ACs Ima breeze like a paper plane
No TVs, but they pree like The Great Escape it's not deep
Never sold drugs
don't know me, but you know my face (You don't know me, but you know my face)
And the whole gang fly like a paper plane
She loves the way I make her
Mother of two, single parenthood was a strain
Did what she could to maintain, from dating rich men
To smuggling cocaine, by plane and by train
Been around
Geah
Hey (c'mon)
To the full degree (c'mon, geah check it out)
(check it out)
We 'bout it
Gettin' that paper
We 'bout it
Check it out
I'm stuck in a real rat race
I need me a private plane, quickest way to the bag by the way
Ok I got too much class
I was doing my math and got my
Seventh flo' with the 'dro now, nineteenth flo' by the rocks now
Gettin' paper make me feel like
Let me see all of my gangsters come up in Chi-Town
Let me
Was the captain of the team his senior year
In his eyes, on his helmet, he had no fear
Down by a six-ball on the ten
Said huddle up boys we've got
lookin like money every time I ride by
Got them Benjis in my pocket
And money on my mind
If it ain't about no paper
Then it ain't about I
Cause I
shit with
Like Menace to Society we kick it
I'm Kane, you my thug like Ms Jada Pinkett
[Chorus x4]
[Mia X]
I lays back and chill
Why you ills
zera, ej, ej, ej
Czuję się jak M.I.A., gdy wypuszczam paper plane, ej
Dziwko, to nie cloud, tylko vape
Robię to już tyle lat, że chyba wszystko o tym wiem
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