Paper Cuts Remix

[Verse 1: Krept]

Suck your mum, foolish prick (fool)

Bust your gun, stop talking shit

If I call Akhi you'll see what a don is, Champagne Papi

Alhamdulillah, act up, get one in the car

Erm, bros on deck

Beef online, no not Krept

Ask my accountant for this year profit

Only time that I'm doing loads on net

My young niggas on smoke this season

They want more guns like Freeman

I test out the Aventador

That's a Goat in a Lamb

How can I be a vegan

[Verse 2: Dave]

How could I be a vegetarian

Still got a fish, I'm a pescatarian

She acting up, I'm airing it

Cut that baby out, caesarean

I got slim thick, tall and short tings

Fuck your tings

I got options

I ain't cuffing that girl, that's nonsense

Giving out white and blue like Tottenham

Me and bro in a buss down rental

Pissed cah the rideout unsuccessful

Had a wasted trip from Central

Should've invoiced my man for the petrol

That girl got a shape that's dreadful

Pencil, body come thin like Red Bull

My young G on a rise, Kensal

True, my little nigga outlines like stencils

[Verse 3: Krept]

Suck your mu-, no, wait, suck your dad this time

I said that shit, no cap this time

New chain cost me a flat this time

My white boy hollered me

Said his new strap's quality

Knock knock, who's there?

Sallam aki isa

Isa who? It's a robbery (bombaclart)

Bro fresh out of the cell

Might come round there as well

Look at this prick, fucking up drip, stab man out in Chanel

Little bro got a shotty in the car, word

More black dots than a password

Then he said, akh', what the bumba'?

Put the arm to your chest, like Wakanda

[Verse 4: Dave]

Look, so what are you sayin'?

I don't know about them man

But us man know not to write statements

My bro got shots for his flavours

Same way we got shots for our paigons

Young G in a new country taking over

That's colonisation

Fuck your organisation, hatin'

You must think that we're gaming

My bigger bro did him inside out

That's hand-eye coordination

That nigga there should've dropped that day

True say, the mandem did save him

Now, he wanna call out paigon

Ragin', how you gonna make that statement?

Like, how you gonna make that-

How you gonna make that work?

Back below the average, baby

How you gonna make that twerk?

Like, how you gonna make that shake?

Wait, how you gonna make that move?

If I said he's been touched, I'm lying

But it's on-sight 'til I make that true

Haters gonna hate like haters do

Them man seem fake, it's true

Boom

Shot on the spot, breaking news

If MC aims, it shoots

Paper, paper, money on your head

Put a box on a man like pay per view

Paper, paper, money on your head

Put a box on a man like pay per view