"Paid In Full" lyrics
(feat. Ydtheillest)
[Curren$y:]
Yeh, yeh
This shit all a gamble
This shit all about what you stand for
Them niggas want handouts 'cause they see me with a handful
Huh, had to arrive by Gulfstream, commercial flight got cancelled
Still gon' make to the bag, still gon' make that shit happen
Nigga, you talkin' to the Jet Life captain
Last seen oi a Corvette smashin'
New Orleans, every day like a challenge
Niggas, I'm just tryna make it back to my mansion
Just tryna roll up, keep stackin'
Build another crib right next to the last one
Build a twenty car garage next to that one
Half lowriders and half fast ones
This way bigger than some rap shit
This the feelin' of pullin' your close homies out the trap, and shit
This that money in the mattress
The same one I learned on how to backflip
Paid in Full, nigga, lights, camera, action
But ain't nobody actin'
I'm on the set though, diamonds big flashin'
Make it multiply, dope boy magic
Keys to a building, fuck keys to a Aston
[YDTHEILLEST:]
You can gimme the keys to what I want, I bet I'ma flip 'em
I heard the price'll drop lower if come and get 'em
I'ma take ' em back to where I'm from and I'ma do my big one
Pull up in my hood, a white bitch, ghetto hoes can't stand that
That's another fifty all profit, rubber band that
When it come to dope, hoes, [?], all of 'em gettin' sold
A sport button in my whip, the same one on my pole
You know the switch sound like a the money counter
Feign like I love, but I don't care about her
Counted up a hundred on my mama counter
He's just a boy, and they ain't never found him
I pop my shit, they said it was luck, I had did it again
I'ma drive this bitch like a Chevrolet, but I got a stick in the Benz
Come on, lil' bae, lets be for real
You can gimme a hug and smell that Louie V Pacific Chill
Bro momma died, every time he think about her, he eat a pill
That shit gimme the chills
[Curren$y:]
This shit all a gamble
This shit all about what you stand for
Them niggas want handouts 'cause they see me with a handful
Huh, had to arrive by Gulfstream
Commercial flight got cancelled
Still gon' make to the bag, still gon' make that shit happen
Nigga, you talkin' to the Jet Life captain
Last seen oi a Corvette smashin'
New Orleans, every day like a challenge
I'm just tryna make it back to my mansion
Just tryna roll up, keep stackin'
Yeh, yeh
This shit all a gamble
This shit all about what you stand for
Them niggas want handouts 'cause they see me with a handful
Huh, had to arrive by Gulfstream, commercial flight got cancelled
Still gon' make to the bag, still gon' make that shit happen
Nigga, you talkin' to the Jet Life captain
Last seen oi a Corvette smashin'
New Orleans, every day like a challenge
Niggas, I'm just tryna make it back to my mansion
Just tryna roll up, keep stackin'
Build another crib right next to the last one
Build a twenty car garage next to that one
Half lowriders and half fast ones
This way bigger than some rap shit
This the feelin' of pullin' your close homies out the trap, and shit
This that money in the mattress
The same one I learned on how to backflip
Paid in Full, nigga, lights, camera, action
But ain't nobody actin'
I'm on the set though, diamonds big flashin'
Make it multiply, dope boy magic
Keys to a building, fuck keys to a Aston
[YDTHEILLEST:]
You can gimme the keys to what I want, I bet I'ma flip 'em
I heard the price'll drop lower if come and get 'em
I'ma take ' em back to where I'm from and I'ma do my big one
Pull up in my hood, a white bitch, ghetto hoes can't stand that
That's another fifty all profit, rubber band that
When it come to dope, hoes, [?], all of 'em gettin' sold
A sport button in my whip, the same one on my pole
You know the switch sound like a the money counter
Feign like I love, but I don't care about her
Counted up a hundred on my mama counter
He's just a boy, and they ain't never found him
I pop my shit, they said it was luck, I had did it again
I'ma drive this bitch like a Chevrolet, but I got a stick in the Benz
Come on, lil' bae, lets be for real
You can gimme a hug and smell that Louie V Pacific Chill
Bro momma died, every time he think about her, he eat a pill
That shit gimme the chills
[Curren$y:]
This shit all a gamble
This shit all about what you stand for
Them niggas want handouts 'cause they see me with a handful
Huh, had to arrive by Gulfstream
Commercial flight got cancelled
Still gon' make to the bag, still gon' make that shit happen
Nigga, you talkin' to the Jet Life captain
Last seen oi a Corvette smashin'
New Orleans, every day like a challenge
I'm just tryna make it back to my mansion
Just tryna roll up, keep stackin'
