Paper Bag Boy

[Intro]

I've been trappin' got a hunnid in that duffel bag boy

I've been trappin' got a hunnid in that duffel bag boy

[Verse 1]

Hey

I don't do a thing, I'm a boss

They locked bro in prison got him talking to the wall

You swore you were solid till that second that you called

You fucked up a million times and swear it wasn't your fault

[Chorus]

I've been trappin' got a hunnid in that duffel bag boy

But I come from the trenches I'm a paper bag boy

I'm like thank you God I owe you one I'll pay you back for it

Hit the gas I'm in that foreign like I'm tryna fast forward

[Verse 2]

Hit the gas I'm in that bitch like I'm tryna race

You want talk business a hunnid or better I can't do basic

Got a bad bitch with me wanna suck me to sleep this bitch amazing

New switch on me can't dodge these bullеts this ain't the matrix

Don't get turned victim, can't еven war, don't got no paper __

Finally get you some motion, you know that they'll find them a reason to hate you __

Finally got me some motion, I'm stuck in my lane, I can't even relate to __

I done got me some money, I ever go broke then it's back to the basics __

Duh

[Chorus]

I've been trappin' got a hunnid in that duffel bag boy

But I come from the trenches I'm a paper bag boy

I'm like thank you God I owe you one I'll pay you back for it

Hit the gas I'm in that foreign like I'm tryna fast forward (skrt skrt)

[Verse 3]

You can ask my brodie nem, I had the smoke all under my mattress

You ain't felt that floor, then __'s wasn't poor for real, I made it happen (duh)

Shit, was lurkin' with brodie for real, you don't get no sleep when it's real life static

And you know ain't no keepin' the peace when you in to deep, got to let a __ have it

Yea yea yea, I've been trappin' got a hunnid in this duffel bag

Really stood on business, you just dirty, call you hustle man

You said you want static, say you like that, flex your muscle then

Really with the mob, and before you move I got the upper hand

[Chorus]

I've been trappin' got a hunnid in that duffel bag boy

But I come from the trenches I'm a paper bag boy

I'm like thank you God I owe you one I'll pay you back for it

Hit the gas I'm in that foreign like I'm tryna fast forward (hey)