Hell Rell - Paper Boy lyrics

Blazin' artist Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Rugar Rell Dipset let's go [Verse 1:] Welcome you n***as to world war three Turn his lights out I shine brighter than paul wall teeth f** this rap game f** it it needs more more me And this writer right here can front all your theives n***a Got these fiends looking for a dime again Green ferrari looking like a heinekin You rapping bout your chain is making me want it If they make a million dolla bill my face should be on it And your bullets can't touch me your words can't reach me I'm mister know it all these n***as can't teach me I asked her if she f**ing or not soon as she read me She thought it was apple juice now she drinking pepe Yeah, set a n***a on fire burn a hata Come in his crib spray it up like the exterminata If k**a say he dead it's off with his f**ing head I shoot em 20 times and make sure the f**er dead [Chorus:] Dope man, Dope man, I heard you looking for that coke man, coke man, I got it coming off that Boat man, boat man, A big gun under my Coat man, coat man, Boom you dead and Only way you be around this muthaf**ing paperboy Is if you quit your job and go be a paperboy Only way you be around this muthaf**ing paperboy Is if you quit your job and go be a paperboy [Verse 2:] I blow money wanna see me splurge Call me if you need a burg(hit me up) Yellow diamonds look like I kidnapped tweety bird Stay away from the snakes boa constrictors sayin I don't talk on the phone you know whos listenin Bucket hat on like a old a** fisherman I heard he wanna buy 20 os then send him in I could cook a brick with my f**ing eyes closed No scale I could weigh it up with a blindfold And if I hollar then you losing your wife I'm out of this world I done been to jupiter twice Plus I stay at the gun range Neck looking stupid that's dumb change See this eyes related to the blood gang Why let em live it's better to clip him I always the shooter baby I'm never the victim Dis n***a get on da stand swear 2 god on 10 bibles Yeah he washed up fresh off spin cycles [Chorus:] Dope man, Dope man, I heard you looking for that coke man, coke man, I got it coming off that Boat man, boat man, A big gun under my Coat man, coat man, Boom you dead and Only way you be around this muthaf**ing paperboy Is if you quit your job and go be a paperboy Only way you be around this muthaf**ing paperboy Is if you quit your job and go be a paperboy He can't rap forreal Why they give his a** a deal I'm smoking back to back blunt she on half a pill She said she rolling like 26 inches I'm feeling like I can f** 26 b**hes Talking sh** bout the set get you 26 stitches Took flicks of the room sent his mama all da pictures Your brothers a flunky Your fathers a junky Extorting your uncle he paying me monthly We can bring the porsche out or cruise the bentley Got muthaf**ing more whips than kunta kuntai He was beefin in the morning got em shot by midday Always listen to ruga gotta do it his way Your money right get your work weighed up Know some real k**as get yo moms church sprayed up You know ruga on deck for the money I'm a walking checkbook u tryna disrespect da money [Chorus:] Dope man, Dope man, I heard you looking for that coke man, coke man, I got it coming off that Boat man, boat man, A big gun under my Coat man, coat man, Boom you dead and Only way you be around this muthaf**ing paperboy Is if you quit your job and go be a paperboy Only way you be around this muthaf**ing paperboy Is if you quit your job and go be a paperboy