[Intro]
Okay then
Y'all b*tches know how I come
Pretty & Paid
Look
[Chorus]
Step in the club we lit (Okay then)
Know I'm gon' Pap my sh*t (Okay then)
No, you can't come in my VIP (Okay then)
We ain't worried 'bout no b*tch (Okay then)
Solid, I ain't never gon' switch (Okay then)
Broke then you better get fixed (Okay then)
You ain't heard nothin' like this (Okay then)
You ain't heard nothin' like this (Okay then)
[Post-Chorus]
Uh, woah (Woo), woah (Uh)
Woah (Woo), woah (Uh)
Sonnin' these b*tches, they look up to me
Sonnin' these b*tches, they look up to me (Look up to me)
Please, do not try me get left in the streets (Left in the streets)
I'm not the one or the two or the three (Two or the three)
Tell LNS gon' and cook up a beat (Cook it up)
All my sh*t hot, yeah, I'm chargin' a fee (Pretty & Paid)
[Verse]
I'm bout them racks
If I do spend it, I get it back
Married the money, it love me of course
Won't get a divorce, forever attached
You just let 'em him fu*k, you don't help you with nothin' (fu*k out my face)
And plus he be hustlin' so you know he able (fu*k out my face)
Late on your bills, they turned off your cable
Where your integrity? Lil' b*tch, who raised you? (Hahaha)
Dumb b*tches really ain't knowin' the game
Ho, you a lame, can't roll with the gang
Stay in your lane, we ain't nowhere the same
Can't change but you hoes sale your soul for the fame
Way I get racks, you a think I trapped, all facts, no cap on me, Big Pap
Gettin' to the money, I don't need no map
I'm chasin' them bands, you ain't runnin' no laps (Get the fu*k out my face)
You couldn't last a day up in my shoes
These b*tches funny, they got me amused
Same b*tches used to get beat up in school
You little hoes ain't got nothin' to lose (Got nothin' to lose)
I never hate on a b*tch, I refuse (Lil' b*tch)
Y'all postin' comments, I'm thumbin' through blues
You couldn't pawn it, that pussy so used
Look, hoes know Pap she a soldier (Uh-huh)
Make a b*tch bounce like the Noya
Better watch how you approach her
Bird ass b*tch, you a vulture
That's why you tweet tough from a sofa
'Bout to kill the game, Young Pap takin' over
Used to sleep on me now them dumb b*tches woke up
Ball on these hoes, nobody gotta coach her
[Chorus]
Step in the club we lit (Okay then)
Know I'm gon' Pap my sh*t (Okay then)
No, you can't come in my VIP (Okay then)
We ain't worried 'bout no b*tch (Okay then)
Solid, I ain't never gon' switch (Okay then)
Broke then you better get fixed (Okay then)
You ain't heard nothin' like this (Okay then)
You ain't heard nothin' like this (Okay then)
Uh, step in the club we lit (Okay then)
Know I'm gon' Pap my sh*t (Okay then)
No, you can't come in my VIP (Okay then)
We ain't worried 'bout no b*tch (Okay then)
Solid, I ain't never gon' switch (Okay then)
Broke then you better get fixed (Okay then)
You ain't heard nothin' like this (Okay then)
You ain't heard nothin' like this (Okay then)
[Post-Chorus]
Uh, woah (Woo), woah (Uh)
Woah (Woo), woah (Uh)
Sonnin' these b*tches, they look up to me
Sonnin' these b*tches, they look up to me (Look up to me)
Please, do not try me get left in the streets (Left in the streets)
I'm not the one or the two or the three (Two or the three)
Tell LNS gon' and cook up a beat (Cook it up)
All my sh*t hot, yeah, I'm chargin' a fee (Pretty & Paid)
[Outro]
Ayy, okay then
Hahahaha, ayy
I stay on my Pap sh*t
8-65, if a b*tch askin'