Letra de Paid

(Intro)
Whaaat?
Tell that nigga I said what up though
Aye

(Verse :1)
Yo', let's roll, bounce
I got money in my pocket
I just sold a oz
I know you rocking wit', some options
What’s yo' word about?
I can’t process how we livin' 'til we work it out
And I'm just wit' it in the streets, yeah, that’s word of mouf
We diablos wit' our phones tap
My nigga got it tatted, we just in the trap
And I put it on my mommy that we finna slap
I-I-I'm just posted on the block, and we ain’t new to that
Yeah
Red-Red beams like my nigga X
These niggas in they feels, it's like I fucked his Ex
My bitch is in the field, and we be making bets
If she bring it back to me, she can have the rest
No rest for the wicked
Show me love, I need digits
Show me funds, I need fifties
I need chains, I get iffy
Blow yo' brains for that fifty
I’m on 10th, doing 60
I’m in nap, getting crispy, Hoe
Kinfolk, let it shine
I’m the hottest thing around
I see you peeping through the blinds. (Woah!)
I feel like Gucci in his prime
'N' I need a big knots til I’m Gucci all the time, Bitch

(Hook)
We-We-We just try'n'a get paid
Rob a nigga now if he think he got it made
I’m not a rapper, now I’m made
I’m the quarterback option
I’m just out here making plays
We-We-We just try'n'a get paid
Rob a nigga now if he think he got it made
I’m not a rapper, now I’m made
I’m the quarterback option
I’m just out here making plays, Bitch

(Verse 2)
Wassup wit' these niggas, yeah, they plot
Talking on the net will get you - shot
Bitch, I’m hype; you not my type
I can just fight, get out my sight
I throw a strike, testing my might
It end tonight, where is my knife?
Where is my sprite?