Paper

[Hook]
I’m Hustlin', I'm getting paper
Ugh, fuck the haters
I ran up me and Chun, you know we smoking hella flavours
My haters, you know I got a choppa for my haters
I'm getting so much money, J $tash counting hella paper
The paper, the paper, I'm getting the paper
The paper, the paper, I'm counting the paper
The paper, the paper, I don't like no haters
The paper, the paper, I'm just getting paper

[Verse 1]
Starting getting paper, friends turn to haters
I got a loft in London, California, in Jamaica
I'm major, with no majors
Sharp like a razor
If ya' ain't talking money then we gon' need a translator
My paper, yeah my paper, don't touch my paper
My niggas they'd shoot you, send yo' ass up to your maker
Okay bruh, that little .45 ain't gonna fade us
We chopping up the choppa at your house and at the neighbours
[?] flavours, smoking flavours, just like the Taylor
Getting so much money J $tash he don't need no favours
You haters please don't hate us, cause we get paper
The paper, yeah that paper
I got the paper

[Hook]
I’m Hustlin', I'm getting paper
Ugh, fuck the haters
I ran up me and Chun, you know we smoking hella flavours
My haters, you know I got a choppa for my haters
I'm getting so much money, J $tash counting hella paper
The paper, the paper, I'm getting the paper
The paper, the paper, I'm counting the paper
The paper, the paper, I don't like no haters
The paper, the paper, I'm just getting paper