Z Money - Shawty Paid Intro lyrics

[Intro] DY Krazy He is crazy, sh** is crazy Nyeah [Chorus] Real trap n***a on a yacht I got knots up in my pocket and these ain't no prop I'm buyin' guns, I want my profit, homie, don't get shot I'm Shawty Paid, I am the topic at your b**h's job And these n***as tryna copy, but they out of style Pull up Aventa', slide the door back, my lil' n***as wild I took his b**hes and his coat, put my j**elry down I got too many b**hes on me, in and out of town [Verse 1] Dolce, hit 'em with a fee, I came in this b**h flee Don't let your lady 'round me, homie, I might break her knee Got Louis V up on my tee, I heard you f**in' cheap And have all faced up, I like my money neat (Damn) [Interlude] Like my money neat My freak up in my sheets 4EP, 1-0-1-7 E, I'm hot [Verse 2] Damn, I just broke the scale These n***as lyin' in they rap, they never sold bales Swear they was all up in the trap, these n***as goin' to Hell I got two hundred in my closet, think I got the bail With my n***as, got six Glocks, we all in Bloomingdales Pull up the truck, beat and go crazy, Forgi whippin' wheels Ain't no pasifist, if they sneak dissin', I can't let 'em live Got his b**h backseat of Rover, hand on ponytail You would think he played some sports because he caught the shell [Chorus] Real trap n***a on a yacht I got knots up in my pocket and these ain't no prop I'm buyin' guns, I want my profit, homie, don't get shot I'm Shawty Paid, I am the topic at your b**h's job And these n***as tryna copy, but they out of style Pull up Aventa', slide the door back, my lil' n***as wild I took his b**hes and his coat, put my j**elry down I got too many b**hes on me, in and out of town