RadaMan - Paper World Shit Lyrics

PPM thing, PPM slang, PPM thing
PPM gang, PPM gang, PPM bang
I never heard of ya, what you claim
Ill murder ya, bust your brains
Paper world shit, paper world shit
Paper world shit, paper world shit
Paper world shit, paper world shit
Paper world shit, paper world shit
I use to be f*cked up, how bout' you
Hit the K2, ill rob the whole room
Take the bride purse
Right in front of her groom
Jumped in a fin and the bitch go vroom
Higher than a witch
On a motherf*ckin' broom
Back on the block, nigga what you gon' do
I done sold everything except a f*ckin' gun
Try to sell me one I might have me some fun
Cocked that lil bitty bitch back and imma run
Come after me
Imma shoot you and your son
Ironically nigga with your own gun
Bought me a new clip look like a bun
Went to 50 clip from 21
Yeah I'm a savage but I'm not 21
Ain't barrin nobody, not anyone
Bust in your face, and I call it semi cum
Think Rada
I ain't got a strap nigga that's cap holmes
Dick hanging out like a lesbian strap on
Sleep on me and I'm not the one to nap on
Pick ya head up don't look at the app holmes
PPM thing, PPM slang, PPM thing
PPM gang, PPM gang, PPM bang
I never heard of ya, what you claim
Ill murder ya, bust your brains
Paper world shit, paper world shit
Paper world shit, paper world shit
Paper world shit, paper world shit
Paper world shit, paper world shit