Paper Route (Chopped & Screwed)

[Intro]

Oh, 5.StarChrome

Huh

All I wanna do-

All I wanna do-

[Chorus]

All I wanna is count up and get paid, yeah

I’ve been in my ways been stuck since fifth grade, yup

He got in the way then made the front page, yup

Never been afraid to let my gun blaze, yup

[Verse 1]

Walk in this bitch like John Wick toting milly with the button

I don’t come making assumptions wrong move we bake ya muffin

We from the bottom of the bottom it ain’t shit to take you under

For the last seven summers I’ve been the number one stunna

Dumb bitch said she wanna kick it ho’ do i look like a punter?

She got good top I got it from her then after that i blocked her number

Type of shit these niggas doing for the money will make you wonder

Lil bro bounce out like a drummer nobody never seen him coming

Shit I did a probably hunt you since a youngan I been on it

Papi the one that work the corner midnight to early mornin’

I’m in the trenches with the zombies RP’s slow my heartbeat

If it’s dark I’ll spark it before he park I’ll park him

[Chorus]

All I wanna is count up and get paid, yeah

I’ve been in my ways been stuck since fifth grade, yup (Yeah)

He got in the way then made the front page, yup

Never been afraid to let my gun blaze, yup

[Refrain]

All I wanna is count up and get paid, yeah

I’ve been in my ways been stuck since fifth grade, yup

He got in the way then made the front page, yup

Never been afraid to let my gun blaze, yup

[Verse 2]

Papi a diamond in the dirt shoot him but Brody robbed him first

Mama gotta take some time from work

We put her baby in a suit and then they put him in a hearse

He dropped a diss track on the two when we responded it was worse

Had all kind of people hurt bitch I’m high I be off earth

Never lied in a verse your brother died before you cry nigga slide for him first

That bitch fine she ain’t mine she’s a Clark a fucking bird

Big 4.5 by my slide hit the curb like “What’s the word?”

This ain’t tris lines out my mind when I drive tend to swerve

When I wham grand slam I bring Brody home from third

[Chorus]

All I wanna is count up and get paid, yeah

I’ve been in my ways been stuck since fifth grade, yup

He got in the way then made the front page, yup

Never been afraid to let my gun blaze, yup

[Outro]

All I wanna is count up and get paid, yeah

I’ve been in my ways been stuck since fifth grade, yup

He got in the way then made the front page, yup

Never been afraid to let my gun blaze, yup