Wiz Khalifa, Curren$y, Ty Dolla $ign - Benz Boys lyrics
Ty Dolla $ign [Tyrone William Griffin Jr.]
[Wiz Khalifa, Curren$y, Ty Dolla $ign - Benz Boys lyrics]
Stay papered up, woah
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
Stay papered up, woah
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
Heavy ass Mercedes Benz on top rims
Big chain, pink diamonds, candy ring
Couple million dollars off my own strain
Your life like a video game, Gran Turismo
I'm in that GT-R 'cause I parked the six four
I had the match for the cash
Underground garage where I stash
These niggas still in competition
When I pass, move
2009 on time whenever we come through
Avoidin' the traps
These cappin' ass bitches livin'
Life behind Snapchat filters
Fuck them, this is us
Still G'd up and way more papered up
Stay papered up, woah
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
Okay, I only care 'bout the money
Can't no one take it from me
And I'm smilin' all the time, but nigga
Ain't shit funny
Leavin' out the Gucci store, nigga
Ain't shit bummy
On the paper chase on your ring
They shit runnin' took four years off and
The checks kept comin'
All the girls wanna treat me
Like I'm special or somethin'
We at number one
Mean we standin' next to nothin'
And the shit you rock is fake
But that's another discussion
I see a lotta dudes hate
And the shit is disgusting
And I travel all the time
Always gettin' through customs
And my livin' room new
Everything in there custom
And the gang with me
Everything I got is because 'em
Fools need better luck
They be wishin' it was them
Go on tour when I want, 50k for the clubin'
We a bunch of rich niggas
And our kids'll be cousins
And don't gotta open doors
We just pushin' the button
That's on gang, life (Motherfucker)
Stay papered up, woah
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
Stay papered up, woah
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
Three hundred thousand on your block
Stars in the hardtop
Come through it don't stop
Unless it's bitches out
Money is all I'm 'bout
Don't know how much I got
'Cause it's never enough
Fill another safe up
They only play tough, they really cream puff
I roll another one, forever highed up
Uh, Off White kicks
Tryna find a billion dollars 'fore
I find the right bitch
Side kick, roll the weed up
Catch a vibe with a real nigga
That'll check his bags private
Come learn how I live
Me and Spitta 'bout to buy the island
Stay papered up, woah
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
Stay papered up, woah
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
Stay papered up, woah
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
Heavy ass Mercedes Benz on top rims
Big chain, pink diamonds, candy ring
Couple million dollars off my own strain
Your life like a video game, Gran Turismo
I'm in that GT-R 'cause I parked the six four
I had the match for the cash
Underground garage where I stash
These niggas still in competition
When I pass, move
2009 on time whenever we come through
Avoidin' the traps
These cappin' ass bitches livin'
Life behind Snapchat filters
Fuck them, this is us
Still G'd up and way more papered up
Stay papered up, woah
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
Okay, I only care 'bout the money
Can't no one take it from me
And I'm smilin' all the time, but nigga
Ain't shit funny
Leavin' out the Gucci store, nigga
Ain't shit bummy
On the paper chase on your ring
They shit runnin' took four years off and
The checks kept comin'
All the girls wanna treat me
Like I'm special or somethin'
We at number one
Mean we standin' next to nothin'
And the shit you rock is fake
But that's another discussion
I see a lotta dudes hate
And the shit is disgusting
And I travel all the time
Always gettin' through customs
And my livin' room new
Everything in there custom
And the gang with me
Everything I got is because 'em
Fools need better luck
They be wishin' it was them
Go on tour when I want, 50k for the clubin'
We a bunch of rich niggas
And our kids'll be cousins
And don't gotta open doors
We just pushin' the button
That's on gang, life (Motherfucker)
Stay papered up, woah
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
Stay papered up, woah
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
Three hundred thousand on your block
Stars in the hardtop
Come through it don't stop
Unless it's bitches out
Money is all I'm 'bout
Don't know how much I got
'Cause it's never enough
Fill another safe up
They only play tough, they really cream puff
I roll another one, forever highed up
Uh, Off White kicks
Tryna find a billion dollars 'fore
I find the right bitch
Side kick, roll the weed up
Catch a vibe with a real nigga
That'll check his bags private
Come learn how I live
Me and Spitta 'bout to buy the island
Stay papered up, woah
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
Stay papered up, woah
Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
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