Playboi Carti - Paper lyrics

Dexter [Verse 1] I'm still counting, aye, aye, aye n***a I'm still counting, n***a mad at me Ya I'm still counting Had to drop that b**h at home oh She ain't bout it, had to I had the Porsche all cloudy Aye counting blue hundreds in the lobby She a bad b**h, a real sloppy b**h Threw the chains on for doing it, the shades on [Chorus] Dirty mix my Styrofoam, this my Styrofoam She gone give me back fasho and this is not my hoe Damn lil bro come get your hoe, b**h come get your hoe Damn lil bro come get your hoe, b**h come get your hoe 2x [Bridge] Damn lil bro come get your hoe, b**h come get your hoe Damn lil bro come get your hoe, come get your hoe man [Verse 2] Off the Porsche the Audi Finesse you out your pockets b**h we bout it aye Aye only rock designer, smoke exotic aye Aye excuse me while I smoke this blunt in private yeah Bad b**h gave me head in private She ain't from Atlanta she exotic Moving packs in straight exotic Okay my shooters waiting on me in the lobby Okay countin blue hundreds in the lobby [Hook] Paper, paper, paper out the f**ing Aye old hundreds b**h I been had that paper, paper out the f**in [Verse 3] f** a n***a ya I'm so smashed I just k**ed the rap game with my rap game Look at my wrist game, b**h look how my dick swing Aye Playboi Carti b**h we goin in Okay Playboi Carti tell that hoe to google me Okay my cup stay dirty, boy this sh** put you to sleep Might just pull in creet All my n***as 10 deep, All my n***as 10 deep Shout out who 10 deep