Paperbag Boy (feat. Trippie Redd)

Paperbag Boy (feat. Trippie Redd) lyrics

GenreTrap
Original languageEnglish
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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 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