newborn, menace, toonchie5 - paper route lyrics
f+ck standin in one spot p+ssy n+gga make a movie
then go hit a l!ck a lil boy stayin [stoovy?]
patrol all my infants real dudes prolly got a loosescrew
we don’t know what to do but to shoot you and your crew
when we comin down your block leave a known scene murder
scene oh my god call the cops they heard shots
i’m just tryna reach the top so i flock for the drop
you n+ggas hate me cause i’m hot yo, b+tch wanna give me top
too focused on the paper so i [?] lil thot
pull up in a toyota honda hopped out i knock knock
n0body home we got the box we all pass got big knocks
pinky ring wit diamonds rocks b+tch i gave it all got
for lil flame you gettin popped, it ain even no f+ckin question
the block trippy pressin wit an automatic weapon
see your [?] see the heaven if you bang the wrong section
cause it can get active real quick in split seconds
i was fifteen years old, i ain had nowhere to go, used to catch me on the a i was stealin off the store, sn+tchin gold young n+gga packin poles never trust a n+gga that told cause em type of n+ggas faux
yeah this way my streets
focus on this cash me n my n+ggas on the paper route, gotta make a dollar we screamin f+ck takin a safer route (x3)
b+tch i’m really in the field i ain takin no early rounds, i’m slidin to the hoochies if i see them i’m jumpin out, my mind on the mile i don’t kno what they be talm bout my n+ggas tryna k!ll for that dope we gon choke em out all gas no brakes sh+t they must wanna hate sh+t now back to the basic talk tall get yo face split don’t f+ck wit no fake sh+t don’t got it i take it, blu flame is the gang b+tch we still on sum gang sh+t and i even gon change sh+t forever the gang sh+t we gon blow up
your brains b+tch (we gon blow up your brains b+tch) you know beamer the beamer n allat pull up on yo block (f+ck hoochies n allat b+tch) yeah f+ck maggots n allat gang
focus on this cash me n my n+ggas on the paper route, gotta make a dollar we screamin f+ck takin a safer route (x3)
its hard in the hundreds when a n+gga tryna make it out man i swear to god we screamin f+ck takin a safer route theses hoochies tryna take me out them n+ggas tryna knock me down i’m focused on the f+ckin top i’m tryna take my city now and now later grindin too hard i can’t see nun of theses haters i’m just tryna get my take up they call me jp and i’m a real known crip yeah i’m straight out the hunnits i’ll shoot n lose the b+tch this drill sh+t sick yeah n+gga you gotta be quick wit the stick if you really wit the sh+ts bullets make you do a flip n make your partner take a sh+t when you seen how em infants jump out n do a hit if you quick make a b+tch buss quick just to bring me back the tip yeah shoot to holla free spooc outta that b+tch man this when they get missed we was raised to bust the clip we gon trip till they wit flame now
focus on this cash me n my n+ggas on the paper route, gotta make a dollar we screamin f+ck takin a safer route (x3)
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