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danny bolloré - paper chase lyrics

[verse 1]
i be on the block chillin’ with the m-th-f-ckin’ villains
tryna make a k!llin’ yellin’, “f-ck how you feelin’!”
n-ggas grillin’ prolly get popped at
like a quarterback how them n-ggas just drop back
homie i got drugs for sale
make them other dudes drown how i flood the sales
i’m tryna flood the streets givin’ bars to beats
i’m a modern day hippie like chong & cheech
tell ’em bring me an o and i’mma roll it all
ladies call me kobe bryant cause i’m know to ball
but i don’t really hoop, i’m just chasin’ the loot
bro i need that new six it got sp-ce in the coupe
and i’m sp-cin’ the suit i got grapes in the blunt
watch me break it down, twist it, then i’m facin’ the blunt
on the way to the moon, i lit a j of the moon
i’m just a cool -ss n-gga with the face of a goon

[verse 2]
the feds runnin’ up, was a set back
but i’m still on the block, i had to step back
then i stepped up, tell them n-ggas catch up
cause i’m in the fast lane and i’m next up
i been grindin’ for a minute now
y’all rookies just now gettin’ down
i dribbled the rock while pitchin’ the dro
so tell me what you need, i got the sh-t for the low
i got whatever you want and whatever you need
i got bails in my trunk, i got tricks up my sleeve
money ain’t sh-t to a cool n-gga
and we don’t drive fast, we just cruise, n-gga
i don’t lose n-gga, all i do is win
these n-ggas talkin’ big, but they paper-thin
they say they movin’ weight, i’m bust losin’ weight
they know i’m eatin’ good, look at my dinner plate

- danny bollore lyrics

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