giela (new york) - fck paparazzi lyrics
[chorus]
came back to the city, same n+ggas, different figures, swervin’ in the bentley mulsanne
r+ridin’ through the city in my rolls royce, guns in the backseat, yeah we bust a n+gga brain
s+s+sick of this d+mn paparazzi, f+ck the paparazzi, i’ve been poppin’ bottles, chasin’ this drank
touch down in toronto, checkin’ f+ckin’ your mind up, send ’em to a better place, okay
what made you think that a n+gga really f+ckin’ with you?
i ain’t f+ckin’ with the gang, kick it right up in the boots
i don’t do chain gang, they can’t f+ck with the crew
my chains all chains swing, balenciaga my boots
i love the guap, h+ll nah, i wasn’t talkin’ to you
don’t give a f+ck if i ain’t lovin’ on you
i love weed, i love s+x, i love playin’ with guns
hangin’ on thе wheels, i’m screamin’, “f+ck the cops, f+f+ck the cops”
[verse]
yеah, b+tch i’m a bass god, i’m a bass god, get that paper n+gga
yeah, b+tch i’m a bass god, i’m a bass god, get that paper n+gga
yeah, b+tch i’m a bass god, i’m a bass god, get that paper n+gga
get that paper n+gga, for a n+gga
now these n+ggas don’t wanna see me flex
got a hundred bands, slatt, h+hundred bands around my neck
put that bad b+tch ’round my wrist, like them diamonds they dance
she wetter than f+ckin’ baguettes
i don’t want love you, i want f+ck you, that’s just what i said
f+ck her then rock her to bed
that is some special, let me, i think i am—
[chorus]
came back to the city, same n+ggas, different figures, swervin’ in the bentley mulsanne
r+ridin’ through the city in my rolls royce, gun in the backseat, yeah we bust a n+gga brain
s+s+sick of this d+mn paparazzi, f+ck the paparazzi, i’ve been poppin’ bottles, chasin’ this drank
touch down in toronto, checkin’ f+ckin’ your mind up, send ’em to a better place, okay
what made you think that a n+gga really f+ckin’ with you?
i ain’t f+ckin’ with the gang, kick it right up in the boots
i don’t do chain gang, they can’t f+ck with the crew
my chains all chains swing, balenciaga my boots
i love the guap, h+ll nah, i wasn’t talkin’ to you
don’t give a f+ck if i ain’t lovin’ on you
i love weed, i love s+x, i love playin’ with guns
hangin’ on the wheels, i’m screamin’, “f+ck the cops, f+f+ck the cops”
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