Trendd - Paper or Plastic lyrics
[Trendd - Paper or Plastic lyrics]
I wake up, I get fly, let's get it
I roll up, I get high, let's get it
Your bitch is my bitch, admit it
She wanna ride for me, she wanna die for me
Let's get it
Came up in a 4 door
Upgraded to the drop Coope
Now I got your bitch all on my dick
She brought 2 pimp shit, ain't nothing new
Got a few more coming through
In that 2 door 500 Coope
My niggas they run and shoot
Coming off that OG
Your main bitch she chose me 40 K on a Roli
Got a young nigga feeling like Kobi
I need some more weed, I need some more Lean
Tick tock for your Roli
Just act like you don't know me
I need some more weed, I need some more Lean
She don't ever get high with you
Need a bitch gonna blow trees
Told you she don't give head
I had her down on both knees
Treat these hoes like trophies
I bag them up like groceries
Paper or plastic, my nigga
I'm gone off that Activis
Young nigga trapping hand on the mac again
2 double o on the dash again, let's ride
These bitches fake, these niggas is fake too
You a killer, give me a break
Lil nigga take 2
I wake up, I get fly, let's get it
I roll up, I get high, let's get it
Your bitch is my bitch, admit it
She wanna ride for me, she wanna die for me
Let's get it
Pay day, I get fly, ask your girl
Cause she know everyday we get high
Just copped a couple more O's
Put your middle fingers to the sky
If you really bout your doegh
Ain't stressin over no hoe
Just kommas after 0's
Yeah I'm up next, that's on deck
Kush packs, that's on deck
Choppers with me, they on deck
If the cops get me, I be on that
Keep bail money in the rubber band
Glock 40 in one hand
My lawyer number in the other hand
Young nigga high as a ceeling
Don't get hit with that ceeling fan
Leather jackets, mink firs, pink bandanas
No Killa Cam turn 5 grams to 8 grams
20 grams to an ounce, man
Out here just getting it
I wake up, I get fly, let's get it
I roll up, I get high, let's get it
Your bitch is my bitch, admit it
She wanna ride for me, she wanna die for me
Let's get it
I roll up, I get high, let's get it
Your bitch is my bitch, admit it
She wanna ride for me, she wanna die for me
Let's get it
Came up in a 4 door
Upgraded to the drop Coope
Now I got your bitch all on my dick
She brought 2 pimp shit, ain't nothing new
Got a few more coming through
In that 2 door 500 Coope
My niggas they run and shoot
Coming off that OG
Your main bitch she chose me 40 K on a Roli
Got a young nigga feeling like Kobi
I need some more weed, I need some more Lean
Tick tock for your Roli
Just act like you don't know me
I need some more weed, I need some more Lean
She don't ever get high with you
Need a bitch gonna blow trees
Told you she don't give head
I had her down on both knees
Treat these hoes like trophies
I bag them up like groceries
Paper or plastic, my nigga
I'm gone off that Activis
Young nigga trapping hand on the mac again
2 double o on the dash again, let's ride
These bitches fake, these niggas is fake too
You a killer, give me a break
Lil nigga take 2
I wake up, I get fly, let's get it
I roll up, I get high, let's get it
Your bitch is my bitch, admit it
She wanna ride for me, she wanna die for me
Let's get it
Pay day, I get fly, ask your girl
Cause she know everyday we get high
Just copped a couple more O's
Put your middle fingers to the sky
If you really bout your doegh
Ain't stressin over no hoe
Just kommas after 0's
Yeah I'm up next, that's on deck
Kush packs, that's on deck
Choppers with me, they on deck
If the cops get me, I be on that
Keep bail money in the rubber band
Glock 40 in one hand
My lawyer number in the other hand
Young nigga high as a ceeling
Don't get hit with that ceeling fan
Leather jackets, mink firs, pink bandanas
No Killa Cam turn 5 grams to 8 grams
20 grams to an ounce, man
Out here just getting it
I wake up, I get fly, let's get it
I roll up, I get high, let's get it
Your bitch is my bitch, admit it
She wanna ride for me, she wanna die for me
Let's get it