"Major Paper" lyrics
(Got a beat by Chanel)
Do it for Eddie, for Swizzy for Nate and for Nari plus the whole city on my back
All the OG's who gave me guns in the field and they can't even trap
Won't look at these niggas like friends, they really just mice, they'll turn to the rats
We real cutthroat, y'all slime on the backend, that's a knife in your back
Yeah, yeah, making major paper, you know I got major haters
Inside peanut butter, outside jelly, no New York just flavor
Got sticks like Tom Clancy but in that water alligators
And then we slime em' out, okay we wipe his nose no later
2-4-7, 365, don't waste no time
On the highway with that Hellcat, it sound like Optimus Prime
Dodge Durango SRT widebody, that's for space
When she put that makeup on she know I'm about to fuck her face
Paid my lawyer bonus, best believe he'll vouch for me all-day
All my niggas ain't even got no charges to face
Worst thing is having money and the judge won't give you no bond
Just bullshit and a whole lot of time
Learned a whole lot [?] up the grapevine
If you got five bands they'll shoot him in the spine
But it wasn't saint I don't even feel bad
But it wasn't no saint I feel just fine
Kill the opps then forget em', they ain't on my mind
Had a threesome, made my hoes combine
Do it for Eddie, for Swizzy for Nate and for Nari plus the whole city on my back
All the OG's who gave me guns in the field and they can't even trap
Won't look at these niggas like friends, they really just mice, they'll turn to the rats
We real cutthroat, y'all slime on the backend, that's a knife in your back
Yeah, yeah, making major paper, you know I got major haters
Inside peanut butter, outside jelly, no New York just flavor
Got sticks like Tom Clancy but in that water alligators
And then we slime em' out, okay we wipe his nose no later
Do it for Eddie, for Swizzy for Nate and for Nari plus the whole city on my back
All the OG's who gave me guns in the field and they can't even trap
Won't look at these niggas like friends, they really just mice, they'll turn to the rats
We real cutthroat, y'all slime on the backend, that's a knife in your back
Yeah, yeah, making major paper, you know I got major haters
Inside peanut butter, outside jelly, no New York just flavor
Got sticks like Tom Clancy but in that water alligators
And then we slime em' out, okay we wipe his nose no later
2-4-7, 365, don't waste no time
On the highway with that Hellcat, it sound like Optimus Prime
Dodge Durango SRT widebody, that's for space
When she put that makeup on she know I'm about to fuck her face
Paid my lawyer bonus, best believe he'll vouch for me all-day
All my niggas ain't even got no charges to face
Worst thing is having money and the judge won't give you no bond
Just bullshit and a whole lot of time
Learned a whole lot [?] up the grapevine
If you got five bands they'll shoot him in the spine
But it wasn't saint I don't even feel bad
But it wasn't no saint I feel just fine
Kill the opps then forget em', they ain't on my mind
Had a threesome, made my hoes combine
Do it for Eddie, for Swizzy for Nate and for Nari plus the whole city on my back
All the OG's who gave me guns in the field and they can't even trap
Won't look at these niggas like friends, they really just mice, they'll turn to the rats
We real cutthroat, y'all slime on the backend, that's a knife in your back
Yeah, yeah, making major paper, you know I got major haters
Inside peanut butter, outside jelly, no New York just flavor
Got sticks like Tom Clancy but in that water alligators
And then we slime em' out, okay we wipe his nose no later
