2 Chainz, Future - Lil Paper lyrics

They went to war bout that lil paper
These niggas hating over lil paper
They going crazy bout that lil paper
They shooting yoppas for that lil paper

Walked in the spot I'm like "hi hater"
Walked out the spot I'm like "bye hater"
Dick so hard, it's a jawbreaker
Tryna put a 7 in a raw paper
Hell raiser, southside Chanel changer
A cocaina, 2 guns, 20 in the chamber
Balenciagos, Woops I meant Balenciagas
All the designer shit
Hard for me to pronounce my garments
Straight out the gutter, on my mother
This Lean and tonic they so astonished
I got a chopper that speak ebonics
Ain't no stressin
Ain't gon let them fuck up my blessing
Cause these niggas out here will
Kill you over nothing

They went to war bout that lil paper
These niggas hating over lil paper
They going crazy bout that lil paper
They shooting yoppas for that lil paper

Damb lil homie
In high school you had them grams, homie
What the fuck happened to you? Protecter
I know that I'm better if life is a movie
I hope you got a projecter
This a cold world
I hope you packed you a sweater
I'm breaking it down
And put it right back together
Some kush and some drank
A girl that I never met yeah
Pussy so good, I tried to fuck her forever
You ain't never made the newspaper
You ain't ever had your room raded
Summertime, man I got my pool ready
Rest in peace Chincks, he was too ready

They went to war bout that lil paper
These niggas hating over lil paper
They going crazy bout that lil paper
They shooting yoppas for that lil paper