Back to back to back to back

I know you see me coming

Just rolled up action pack

I can pass out grams till next Sunday

Thought I wasn’t go have to say it but free paw that shit da dumbest

Thought I was gone have to play like that but fuck that’s how it’s coming

I think I got jungle fever

I got the hots for mamacita

Pulled up drop without the hood

**** thought they seen the reaper

I love paper baby girl I’m bout that money every season

All through the week and maybe twice a week on weekend

Jumped up in the pool pit he must’ve knew a deacon

Told me bitch she ever see me broke it’s best for her to leave me

Ion care about the rest I’m on my shit like some ficese

Niggs stay across the fence with all that shit like Mr feeny

Im on it I ain’t take offf

321 im taking off

She want it in break her off and stream like adin Ross

Was just up in Houston drop flavor like my name was sauce

A year ago a **** ain’t have no name I had to make it up

If ya flaw af it’s no way that I can shake it up

I get that cut of paper got me with a paper cut

Feel like 2016 I’m bouta go 501

Shit hotter then 105

Got me blazing like the sun

Then I jump back innit

wass out that pussy for a hour I’m bout to jump back in it

a just pop a yellow evil one I call that bitch a minion

I mix red lean with green like Christmas in December

Call my bluff

You want a paper chaser then lock in with one of us

Shooter give him tummy tuck or hit the brain like dum enough