Paper

[Chorus: Pettros]

I got control of the paper

I chuck a deuce to the haters

Why don't you go get your bread up?

Go get your bread, go, go get your bread up

I got control of the paper

I chuck a deuce to the haters

Why don't you go get your bread?

Go, go get your bread, go, go get your bread up

[Verse 1: Pettros & blackbear]

I got control of the paper

I chuck a deuce to the haters

I'm 'bout to pull my Beretta

If you call the feds, there ain't nothin' we afraid of

I got some boats in Jamaica

I got coco layin' on an acre

I'm wearin' gold on my chain

But it won't feel the same when these hoes try to play ya

All you can do is follow your truth

Problem with you, you get what you choose

[Chorus: blackbear]

I got control, I got control of the paper

I chuck a deuce, I chuck a deuce to the haters

Why don't you go, don't you go get your bread up?

Go get your bread up, go get your bread up

[Post-Chorus: blackbear]

I got control, I got control, yeah

I got control, I got control, ah yeah

I got control, I got control of this paper, baby

And I'm a smooth operator

[Verse 2: blackbear]

Yeah, I got all my bitches paid off

I got some hitters, like I'm Adolf

I put some bullets in the air

I'm like, "Fuck it, I don't care"

Cause some ruckus, what you 'fraid of?

Yeah, I used to root for the Raiders

I still root for the Lakers

I'm In L.A. 'til the day comes

The day that I don't wake up

[Chorus: blackbear]

I got control, I got control of the paper

I chuck a deuce, chuck a deuce to the haters

Why don't you go, don't you go get your bread up?

Go get your bread up, go get your bread up

[Post-Chorus: blackbear]

I got control, I got control, yeah

I got control, I got control, ah yeah

I got control, I got control of this paper, baby

And I'm a smooth operator

[Chorus: Pettros]

I got control of the paper

I chuck a deuce to the haters

Why don't you go get your bread up?

Go get your bread, go go get your bread up