Top Songs By TwennyEights
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
TwennyEights
Performer
Bout Paper Boyz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allan Olao
Composer
Lyrics
I put a bag on his head for dissing the dead
He wont make it outta the booth
Head shot gang lil bronem a sniper and shit
He gon pop at a opp from the roof
He talking crazy we put him on mute
If I tell Masey to shoot he gon shoot
Might go fed if I keep on talmbout bout ps
But shit I'm jus telling truth
Might pop a 30 and get in my mood
Drive by gang put dat boy in the news
I made and a hunnid and fifty in June
I couldn't drive wit the pack so I flew
If you gon do it then go witcho move
Jump out,hop out, pop out gang
If u hanging wit em u gettin in too
Yeah i be sliding when **** be sleep
Nah they ain't sliding they sending me tweets
Im wit my slime but he aint no snitch
I pray to God my hommie Don't switch
I pray to god my hommie don't fold
If I get caught imma stick to the code
I told my lawyer ain't taking no deal
They asking me questions bout shit ion kno
They asking me questions bout shit I can't tell
Dat boy gettin gassed we shot him at shell
Broadie gon vaccum n seal it n wrap it in foil
They never gon notice the smell
They ain't gon kno bout this shit unless u tellem
I kno my shooter won't make it to heaven
Free all the killers and robbers and felons
I just spend 5hunnid thousand and seven
I just spent 2hunnid thousand and 9
She think she mine i told her she lyin
I ain't no rapper ain't trynn get signed
I'm still in the trap with a blick trynna slide
We got biscotti n shit fo da low
Cannot b chasin n following hoes
How tf i done went ran up a mill
Without gettin played on no radio shows
You ask about it they say I'm a OG
Bitch I got work in da spot keep it lowkey
It was a half but i made it a oz
All of dis muh fuckin drank I might OD
I kno somebody got caught wit dat fire
We had went to a show cause the opps on the flyer
I put a bag on his head for dissing the dead
He wont make it outta the booth
Head shot gang lil bronem a sniper and shit
He gon pop at a opp from the roof
He talking crazy we put him on mute
If I tell Masey to shoot he gon shoot
Might go fed if I keep on talmbout bout ps
But shit I'm jus telling truth
Written by: Allan Olao