Paid In Full (feat. Gunna & Hoodrich Hect)

Young Gunna, he came form the south

But I might pull over in the Zone 6

We ride wit' them Glocks and them sticks

Thuggin' wit' Pablo, done got me Hoodrich

Forgiato, drop the top off the six

Maggiano, we eat lobster and shrimp

Them my hours that I pulled me a lick

Ridin' Audis, we ain't tradin' out whips

You caught me poppin', helpin' out wit' you bitch

For my dog, **** know we would switch

She suck them ball and my bitch, she the clique

I stack it all, get that money like Mitch

Work the faucet, bitch, you know I'ma drip

Too many losses, I ain't pleadin' the fifth

Lot of bosses, we got weed in the air

Too many choppers, we don't need to feel

Ridin' in a all white Porsche

Same color the re-rock

Saint Laurent kicks, ballin' like a peacock

Pull up on your bitch and skeet in her mouth

I'm from the hood, empty Louis pouch

Rich **** put a safe under the ground

Ten chopper, we got a thousand rounds

Set in that work like it Chinatown

Fuck her, forget her, I sent her to lost and found

Yeah, that four door coupe, that's a A7 Audi

Real street ****, I got stripes like the bear

Got a plug for the low, he gon' send it from Cali

Old school, I got dope in my Rolly's

Fuck that lil bitch jus' for another addy

My young **** wildin' out, Nick Cannon

Zone 7, saw you wit' Tony Valley

Pull up a old nine, fuck a natty

Young Gunna, he came form the south

But I might pull over in the Zone 6

We ride wit' them Glocks and them sticks

Thuggin' wit' Pablo, done got me Hoodrich

Forgiato, drop the top off the six

Maggiano, we eat lobster and shrimp

Them my hours that I pulled me a lick

Ridin' Audis, we ain't tradin' out whips

You caught me poppin', helpin' out wit' you bitch

For my dog, **** know we would switch

She suck them ball and my bitch, she the clique

I stack it all, get that money like Mitch

Work the faucet, bitch, you know I'ma drip

Too many losses, I ain't pleadin' the fifth

Lot of bosses, we got weed in the air

Too many choppers, we don't need to feel

Young Gunna, he came form the south

But I might pull over in the Zone 6

We ride wit' them Glocks and them sticks

Thuggin' wit' Pablo, done got me Hoodrich

Forgiato, drop the top off the six

Maggiano, we eat lobster and shrimp

Them my hours that I pulled me a lick

Ridin' Audis, we ain't tradin' out whips

You caught me poppin', helpin' out wit' you bitch

For my dog, **** know we would switch

She suck them ball and my bitch, she the clique

I stack it all, get that money like Mitch

Work the faucet, bitch, you know I'ma drip

Too many losses, I ain't pleadin' the fifth

Lot of bosses, we got weed in the air

Too many choppers, we don't need to feel