Mo Paper

Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?

Can't never switch, huh

Ooh ooh, ayy, any, huh

You ain't a boss you can't touch her

I might just paint the Bentley mustard

I got rich, that's on my mother

Say she love you, still can't trust her

Cut the pork, drop the top, then I Speed Race it

But my frames, they Dior, I can't see baby

Why your boyfriend a lame? I got mo' paper

Bring the money out now, I got mo' haters

Where my stash box? Bring the racks out

Watch your bad bop (Bad)

I blew that cash out (Cash, what)

Yah, ayy, ran my money up

Now I got mo' haters (I got mo' papers)

Bitches wanna **** 'cause I got mo' papers

Now I Speed Race, I want more face

My bitch bake the cake, I might slide the Wraith

Hermès links, check the slink

Chanel when she blink, she want that 'Rari pink (Skrrt, skrrt)

You ain't a boss you can't touch her

I might just paint the Bentley mustard

I got rich, that's on my mother

Say she love you, still can't trust her

Cut the pork, drop the top, then I Speed Race it

But my frames, they Dior, I can't see baby

Why your boyfriend a lame? I got mo' paper

Bring the money out now, I got mo' haters

I need the bag fast, fast, fast, fast (Fast)

Pulled up, Lambo, niggas mad, mad, mad, mad (niggas mad)

Saint Laurent, hard bottoms, splash, splash, splash (Splash)

You might slip on a drip, you might need the cash

I painted my 6-4 red, a lot of my homies dead

Some of my homies Blue, a lot of my homies Red

On Bloods, I need that head, I'm tryin' to feel it in my legs

I'm trying to spend a little bread, **** it up at Sakks, yeah

All my niggas drive Benz, I'll put you in a Benz

All my hoes conniving, they finesse them M's

Rich bitch slide in, oh yeah, yeah she did

Before you **** me, give that pussy a cleanse, yeah

You ain't a boss you can't touch her

I might just paint the Bentley mustard

I got rich, that's on my mother

Say she love you, still can't trust her

Cut the pork, drop the top, then I Speed Race it

But my frames, they Dior, I can't see baby

Why your boyfriend a lame? I got mo' paper

Bring the money out now, I got mo' haters