(CHORUS)
You might think you bae foreal
But you can't be my bae (bitch)!
Take you out and f*ck you good
But sorry you can't stay (haha)
Know what they around for
Tryna(trying to) play to get some game
Some(something) don't go they way they
Turn to haters that shit lame
They gon(going to) f*ck cuz(because) I be buzzing
I'm the shit but you can't flush me
Paved the way when shit got bumpy
When not workin I can't function
Chat bout me boy watch ya hoe
Knocked her down like dominoes
We ain't blood dont call me bro
Paper Cuts a lot of those
(VERSE)
Baby you know who I am
Don't play like you don't to be cool for yo friends
One of them bitches i already slammed
But no we not fighting I'm none of ya man
I get it foreal it's not for the gram
Hop in a jet then a Vett when I land
Private the island, invest in the land
Money gon grow While I play in the sand
Play wit the gang you get jumped like a battery
Get what I'm owed never stressing bout salary
Posting that bitch but I'm all in her gallery
Been at they top like I study anatomy
Whip peanut butter with jelly interior
Work for nobody cuz I'm the superior
Drip wit no whip boy you really inferior
Yo wife a lil cute but my bitches prettier
Diamonds in my mouth when I smile hit like listerine
Bull Shit from my past had to erase call me Mr. Clean
Rich as f*ck but never changed I'm still eating the same cuisine
10 piece honey gold with a fruit punch at the Dixie Queen
She creamin
Call her Krispy
Wont toss her
Like a Frisbee
Too boujie unlike other hoes
I'm tender like a chicken
My neck brace shine
Like glitter
Same pounds
But I'm Bigger
She like "baby"
Not yo sitter
Don't be Sour
Eat this pickle
(CHORUS)
You might think you bae foreal
But you can't be my bae (bitch)!
Take you out and f*ck you good
But sorry you can't stay (haha)
Know what they around for
Tryna(trying to) play to get some game
Some(something) don't go they way they
Turn to haters that shit lame
They gon(going to) f*ck cuz(because) I be buzzin
I'm the shit but you can't flush me
Paved the way when shit got bumpy
When not workin I can't function
Chat bout me boy watch ya hoe
Knocked her down like dominoes
We ain't blood dont call me bro
Paper Cuts a lot of those
White Sosa - Papercuts Lyrics
White Sosa - Papercuts Lyrics
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(CHORUS)
You might think you bae foreal
But you can't be my bae (bitch)!
Take you out and f*ck you good
But sorry you can't stay (haha)
Know what they around for
Tryna(trying to) play to get some game
Some(something) don't go they way they
Turn to haters that shit lame
They gon(going to) f*ck cuz(because) I be buzzing
I'm the shit but you can't flush me
Paved the way when shit got bumpy
When not workin I can't function
Chat bout me boy watch ya hoe
Knocked her down like dominoes
We ain't blood dont call me bro
Paper Cuts a lot of those
(VERSE)
Baby you know who I am
Don't play like you don't to be cool for yo friends
One of them bitches i already slammed
But no we not fighting I'm none of ya man
I get it foreal it's not for the gram
Hop in a jet then a Vett when I land
Private the island, invest in the land
Money gon grow While I play in the sand
Play wit the gang you get jumped like a battery
Get what I'm owed never stressing bout salary
Posting that bitch but I'm all in her gallery
Been at they top like I study anatomy
Whip peanut butter with jelly interior
Work for nobody cuz I'm the superior
Drip wit no whip boy you really inferior
Yo wife a lil cute but my bitches prettier
Diamonds in my mouth when I smile hit like listerine
Bull Shit from my past had to erase call me Mr. Clean
Rich as f*ck but never changed I'm still eating the same cuisine
10 piece honey gold with a fruit punch at the Dixie Queen
She creamin
Call her Krispy
Wont toss her
Like a Frisbee
Too boujie unlike other hoes
I'm tender like a chicken
My neck brace shine
Like glitter
Same pounds
But I'm Bigger
She like "baby"
Not yo sitter
Don't be Sour
Eat this pickle
(CHORUS)
You might think you bae foreal
But you can't be my bae (bitch)!
Take you out and f*ck you good
But sorry you can't stay (haha)
Know what they around for
Tryna(trying to) play to get some game
Some(something) don't go they way they
Turn to haters that shit lame
They gon(going to) f*ck cuz(because) I be buzzin
I'm the shit but you can't flush me
Paved the way when shit got bumpy
When not workin I can't function
Chat bout me boy watch ya hoe
Knocked her down like dominoes
We ain't blood dont call me bro
Paper Cuts a lot of those
You might think you bae foreal
But you can't be my bae (bitch)!
Take you out and f*ck you good
But sorry you can't stay (haha)
Know what they around for
Tryna(trying to) play to get some game
Some(something) don't go they way they
Turn to haters that shit lame
They gon(going to) f*ck cuz(because) I be buzzing
I'm the shit but you can't flush me
Paved the way when shit got bumpy
When not workin I can't function
Chat bout me boy watch ya hoe
Knocked her down like dominoes
We ain't blood dont call me bro
Paper Cuts a lot of those
(VERSE)
Baby you know who I am
Don't play like you don't to be cool for yo friends
One of them bitches i already slammed
But no we not fighting I'm none of ya man
I get it foreal it's not for the gram
Hop in a jet then a Vett when I land
Private the island, invest in the land
Money gon grow While I play in the sand
Play wit the gang you get jumped like a battery
Get what I'm owed never stressing bout salary
Posting that bitch but I'm all in her gallery
Been at they top like I study anatomy
Whip peanut butter with jelly interior
Work for nobody cuz I'm the superior
Drip wit no whip boy you really inferior
Yo wife a lil cute but my bitches prettier
Diamonds in my mouth when I smile hit like listerine
Bull Shit from my past had to erase call me Mr. Clean
Rich as f*ck but never changed I'm still eating the same cuisine
10 piece honey gold with a fruit punch at the Dixie Queen
She creamin
Call her Krispy
Wont toss her
Like a Frisbee
Too boujie unlike other hoes
I'm tender like a chicken
My neck brace shine
Like glitter
Same pounds
But I'm Bigger
She like "baby"
Not yo sitter
Don't be Sour
Eat this pickle
(CHORUS)
You might think you bae foreal
But you can't be my bae (bitch)!
Take you out and f*ck you good
But sorry you can't stay (haha)
Know what they around for
Tryna(trying to) play to get some game
Some(something) don't go they way they
Turn to haters that shit lame
They gon(going to) f*ck cuz(because) I be buzzin
I'm the shit but you can't flush me
Paved the way when shit got bumpy
When not workin I can't function
Chat bout me boy watch ya hoe
Knocked her down like dominoes
We ain't blood dont call me bro
Paper Cuts a lot of those
Writer: zackery besinger, James Heathcoat
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Performed By: White Sosa
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: zackery besinger, James Heathcoat