Paper Sleeves

I drop a hundred on my squad Get it all, I'm putting that on god Buckled up and ready for the ride, hustle and I grind Shawty tryna bust another line I got too much shit up on my mind, tryna stand out, tryna shine She like: "What you do? How you afford this?" Give or take a year, I'm on the Forbes list Homies gotta eat, I ordered swordfish Finger on the trigger, ain't no quitter, can't aboard miss- Uh, yo big racks with them shock-collars First, you make a name, then the cash follows Stupid money, talking dumb checks You worried 'bout yourself 'cause your fund's less Hella guac, cheddar cheese I ain't worried 'bout a mouse, I got bigger drеams Made a lot, paid the fees Now we comin' down thе block for them paper sleeves Have been gunnin' all my life Now I'm steady walking towards the light I ain't going down without a fight Didn't wanna but I might pull up, make her mine for the night I've been doing it so get it right, get a dollar, get a bike The sky is always sunny when you making money See now I got a lot and she want take it from me Mind is on my grind, ain't no fucking dummy Hundred thousand ways getting paid, 'cause the people love me Uh, yo big racks with them shock-collars First, you make a name, then the cash follows Stupid money, talking dumb checks You worried 'bout yourself 'cause your fund's less Hella guac, cheddar cheese I ain't worried 'bout a mouse, I got bigger dreams Made a lot, paid the fees Now we comin' down the block for them paper sleeves