Paper planes

[Intro: Spectratio, Smash TV Announcer, Chris Baum]
Big money! Big prizes!
I love it!
I love it! (I love it!)
Lemme tell ya (We're stacking)
I, I, no one likes money as much as I do (I love it!)
I'm so rich and famous

[Verse 1: Spectratio]
All this money make me smile like I'm Aphex Twin
Nice soundcloud layout, too bad the beats don't hit
I ain't got a rolex, I keep [?] on my wrist (Switches, what?)

Everybody know that I cause harm
And your girl won't stop tugging on my arm
I'm at Marissa Heller's crib and you ain't invited
Yeah, you ain't nothing new
I am unexcited
No clique like it's the gun to your head
Don't wanna [?] I see red
Can't tell if you Beavis or a Butthead
And I'm counting down the seconds 'til you drop dead

[Bridge: Spectratio & Jerma985, Spectratio, Smash TV Announcer]
That is the end of the community conference, thing
What?
I don't remember what he says
Big money!

[Post-Bridge: Unknown, Spectratio]
I also told your friend to call you stinky
Next time he saw you
That's messed up
So beware

[Verse 2: Snottymane, Spectratio]
I feel like Speed she wanna F.U.C
She get mad when I leave but I got places to be
I just muted her messages I know I got her peeved
Baby, I just need some space to let all this money breathe
I got visas in my name like I'm M.I.A
24 hour flight bitch I'm fly all day
My hoes really exclusive you can't try my bae
This Glock the electric chair man, it fried his brain
Yo, his girl said she love me 'cause she got a tooth for the sweet
But I really think she love me 'cause of all of this cheese
Yo Ratio, these dudes chicken they talking shit through a tweet
They hoes chicken too, swear they want my seed (Huh?)
Bro a Poindexter, bro really a dweeb
Too scared to say what he mean man he talkin' through memes
I can blow through all this money like the wind it's a breeze
These hoes wanna blow through me but that comes with a fee
VIP section in this waffle house
And I let the hoe in 'cause she want see what the hype about
RIP to Phife, already know I'm turning tribe up loud
And management ain't gonna tell me shit long as my guys around
She said I got her floating but you know I cannot fly her out
Cannot pay for pussy don't matter what's in my bank account
Feel like Shawn and Gus, this beat has got me psyching out
My money still going up I might just have to tie it down
No suit and tie but she loving my attire now
Up in buffalo moving this white like a snow plow
Gen 3 jewels I'm sapphire and ruby down
Necklace on Kyogre got more drip than a water spout
Dwayne Johnson shordie wanna feel on my rocks
Let her look but if she touch wrist or neck she gon' get popped
I'm going straight to the top, this hoe is giving me top
These hoes are getting ready can't wait to see what I drop

[Verse 3: Turkish]
They keep forgettin', the trigger finger makes no concessions
I'll make you jealous, my [?] bigger, it get 'em sweatin'
Even a bit of my liquor lingers on shots [?]
I'm offsettin' a lil' [?] edges
Ain't talk my shit in a while, I need to get into it
These pussies got me laughin', shoutout to vinnyunit
You say you strapped up, well come here and prove it
I know the fucking product, and I know how to move it
Sit on the dick and use it, I love it when she do it
Bottle so old, [?]
Wrist so cold, yeah they had to remove it
Record so bold, pitchfork had to review it
Clean head from Milan, [?]
Girl from [?] said "No hablo americano"
Food from afghanistan, I'm a [?] aficionado
Washington [?], that shit is [?] Lisa Germano
Aye, I [?] my shit down your [?], can't take a breath now
Her panties slipped down, I give that pussy death now
[?] got the ping like Deng Xiao'
I smoke out on your city, I call it midtown
I went to your ends, and [?]
They only know you as somebody's husband
I'm shuttin' down shit up in London
We sell the good shit all off in abundance
She saw the bag, now she got a green [?]
Got jet lag from the paper planes my brother's throwin
M.I.A from the scrappy life and brothers ho-in'
Paper planes, it means nothing, all my brothers know it