Half of Nepal

[Verse 1: Spark Master Tape]

Half of Nepal in my undercoat
Magnum in the dresser like a thunder bolt
I learned mathematics just to sell my dope
Boy I learned a gun just to sell my coke
Candy in the dirt killa, now we King sling
Put in that work cuh, gun straight banging
Paper Platoon, we them goons get your mo'fucking cash do the math we gon' run up on your ass like pow

[Verse 1 repeated up to "King sling"]

[Verse 2]
Now you strapped like your girl bra
You gone catch a hot, we yelling Worldstar
Seven gun salute the bird call
And we gon' smoke until this Earth fall
And them coppers, man, they know my name
Yeah we bleed, but don't look, don't believe the same things
Outta my hand I break the law
Got a big chance they catching on
We move it down, we drop and chop and
Ship them, long as we drunk and
Shoplifting rock, bitch
No glasses on, godless, mob living, cold flashes
Spark Master Tape
Never gave a fuck about a bitch, hoes, or a snitch
I'm at a bitch house, eat a dick
Rather be a rich motherfucker than broke as fuck
Rather have a Benz on twenty nine rims sipping on some Pimm's in the middle of a golden tub
Coke cuts, we bag 'em up
No rush get tucked and touched
Fuck around with us
Paper platoon we smoke like uuhh..

[Verse 3]
Spark Master Tape you have 60 seconds to win the million
Oh man..Ppfft..Ahh I know this man, uhm.. Aight well it's
Not gonna be A.. but uhmm.. aight what about something
What if it's B.. nah nah that's not it.. I mean s-pfftt..
I guess it can be A, nahh man.. I guess it might.. nah..
Aight, what about D?.. Nah, if it was D then.. shit.. uhhhmm

It must be A, A, A, bitch what the fuck is you say bitch
Slap a ho like I'm racist, make the bitch get some braces
Shoutout to the homeboy Raid, PAPER PLATOON ALL DAY
We boxers play don't spin around, cause all this fuckin' cash is clay
I'm Cassius Clay with a left hook
Yeah we duck out
Leave the ref shook
You a fuck boy and a fake thug
Catch a real slug from the paper

I guess.. I guess my answer's A

BEEP