Kd

[Intro]
Fwoah-woah
Fwoah-woah
Fwoah-woah

[Chorus]
Me and my paper
Fuck you, pay me
Smokin' on three-fives, call the blunt "KD"
Thumbin' through these pages, put it in my banking
Now she want my baby, bitch, you way to basic
All these niggas liars, but the truth, I'm gon' face it
I might pour a line in this juice on occasions
I just need my queso, [?] like some [?]
Nigga, I been caged in, now, I'm finna take right off
Yeah, I'm gon' take off, R.I.P. Takeoff

[Verse]
Bitch, I'm breakin' the meter, now they wanna meet up
Better come with bread or I do not want to meet you
I ain't poppin' out 'cause they gon' steal my moves
You can take that, though, I'm gon' take yo' boo, 'cause I'm hella cool
I don't even want the bitch, but I'm gon' get that [?]
She said she want new purses, bitch, what the fuck you thinkin'?
They sleep on me, that's cool, I'm gon' [?] in the blanket
'Cause I don't need you, fool, I got my own fanbases
And they know that I'm gracin', they know this what I do
I just get my paper, I don't touch a paystub, I'm just touchin' checks
Better watch yo' neck, nigga, 'cause I'm finna step
Window above my head when I'm hoppin' in this Tes-
Hoppin' in that Tesla, she say that she five stars, lemme call up Lester
Bitch, I am the best-of-
Diamonds on my neck, go ahead and get that tester
Why you playin' catch up?
Bitch, I'm out here ballin' like I'm fuckin' Spalding
Yo' bitch get to [?] on me
Why the fuck is yo' bitch talkin' to me?
I'ma toss to the team and that shit a green release, like it's 2K
Throwin' on my cool shades, niggas, they can't see me
I kick shit like a PK, and I just count my bank
Walkin' out the bank, smokin' on that dank
Niggas say they cool, but these niggas really ain't
Niggas fuckin' lame, I just count my K's
[?]
I think I rest my case, but I am not resting
For this shit, I'm restless, this shit can get reckless
Ain't fight shit like Tekkan, bitch, you bullet catchin'
I just want my cheddar, Benji's be my bestfriend

[Chorus]
Me and my paper
Fuck you, pay me
Smokin' on three-fives, call the blunt "KD"
Thumbin' through these pages, put it in my banking
Now she want my baby, bitch, you way to basic
All these niggas liars, but the truth, I'm gon' face it
I might pour a line in this juice on occasions
I just need my queso, [?] like some [?]
Nigga, I been caged in, now, I'm finna take right off
Yeah, I'm gon' take off, R.I.P. Takeoff