Paperbag Boy (feat. Trippie Redd)

Young Thug

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    Yeah, 1400
    Yeah

    Paper bag boy, rubber band man
    Paper bag boy, rubber band man
    I'm a tycoon, you a damn fan
    Suicide doors, I feel alive again (yeah)
    You gon' die poor, that's the way it is
    You gon' die, whore, that's the way it ends (yeah)
    Bitch, it's only me, I don't need friends
    I'm overly T, bitch, I can't comprehend

    He talk down on me, then, he met his end
    I'm capital B, I stomp a fucking ant (yeah)
    Shawty, turn up, get these bands
    Real shit, don't miss your chance
    Real shit, real shit, real shit (on God)
    Get some real deal paper, I'm getting that bag up (shh)
    I'm a real deal stepper, that, 50'll blatt ya
    I'm with six bad hoes, blowing dope in the black truck (yeah)
    You a real deal hater with no money, man, back up

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    Paper bag boy, rubber band man
    Paper bag boy, rubber band man
    I'm a tycoon, you a damn fan
    Suicide doors, I feel alive again (yeah)
    You gon' die poor, that's the way it is
    You gon' die, whore, that's the way it ends (yeah)
    Bitch, it's only me, I don't need friends
    I'm overly T, bitch, I can't comprehend

    Big boss, ho, hope it never end
    I go YSL belt, hat, Opium
    Laying in a ball player bed, 4 P, M
    I done fucked this ho 'cause I'm balling out the gym
    Out of your league, yeah, it's your boy, yeah
    All my hoes clean, hell yeah, yeah
    We don't leave no scene, get them folks, yeah
    Foot off the pedal, I'm on remote, yeah
    Get it every time

    She said she tired of me, but she still mine
    You had his baby, can't be my kind
    She had his baby, but she still fine
    Sak Pase, we in Skyami too, we should play tonight
    Tryna stop me from being with you
    Nothing else to say, you can tell I'm through
    I'm sitting here waiting on you to be through
    Picture my relationship with only you
    Realize I'm duffle bag boy living now
    What else did she say? Please put me down

    Paper bag boy, rubber band man
    Paper bag boy, rubber band man
    I'm a tycoon, you a damn fan
    Suicide doors, I feel alive again (yeah)
    You gon' die poor, that's the way it is
    You gon' die, whore, that's the way it ends (yeah)
    Bitch, it's only me, I don't need friends
    I'm overly T, bitch, I can't comprehend

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