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[Intro: ZZ] Dust off my kicks I'mma go hop in the wraith I wanna sip dirty Fanta I'mma go cop me some Bape Buy ya bitch clothes like I'm Santa Girl you gonn' hop on my face Licking you up, I'm romantic Keep tryna cuff I don't date Stuck to me like you a cancer Shaking that ass on my face like that bitch be a dancer Oooooo, shawty got me feelin' things I know she really fuckin with my mood Playin' with my head She got me fucked, up [Chorus: ZZ] Fuck it see ya later, later, later Get this paper, paper, paper See ya later, later, later Get this paper, paper, paper yuh [Verse 1: ZZ] Everyday wakin' up with a new bitch man I'm feelin' so hazy Shots of tequila, 11am that shit making my day I pop me a pill cause it's takin away all the pain like I'm aching Hit up new girl on the gram Yuh, I invite her to stay Uh yuh, ya man he ain't shit to me Uh, uhhh yuh He askin' bout Tiffany Uh, yuhhh yuh I told him not to talk to me Uh, yuhhhh yuh Cause I be busy fuckin on his girl She treatin' my uh like her property Oooooo Shawty fuckin with my mood Shawty fuckin with my mood Shawty fuckin with my mood [Chorus: ZZ] Fuck it see ya later, later, later Get this paper, paper, paper See ya later, later, later Get this paper, paper, paper yuh [Verse 2: Guapdad 4000] I get my money in gold I get my money and leave I keep my wheels on the road I get my money in threes Audemars gotta go I put my money in T's Bought a bitch some new titties I put my money in D's Diamonds they sunny like D Man made a wave Now niggas coming with me Now bitches coming with me She pay for the D I am not coming for free I just been running and gunning these bitch niggas down Trust me these niggas is clowns Feel like I run the whole town Just like I'm Forrest Trust me young nigga is scoring Tell me you niggas is boring They'll never get when I hit jeweller and cop me baguettes The whip is so wet, the paint is candy, it's foreign Came in the building with the purse dealers Shooters with me trynna murk niggas I pulled up trynna hurt niggas Even when I come in last I'm the first nigga [Chorus: ZZ] Fuck it see ya later, later, later Get this paper, paper, paper See ya later, later, later Get this paper, paper, paper yuh [Verse 3: Thorii] I was swimming I was winning All these women Want my children Cause I been been Water bending Make her wet wet Now she drowning On my way down I had to buckle it down Changing the sound Yeah they fuck with me now Gimme the guap Pay me in cash or link the account Niggas be mad, nothing to do but they running they mouth [Verse 4: Lil Littlez] Yeah I got bars Cutting it up like a scar Play with your bitch like guitar She kiss me she call me a star She suckin' on me in the car Fuck in the back She bringin' it back She touchin' my sack My girlie the baddest Yeah she so bad like my habbits Feelin' so good tho, I just gotta have it She flexible, cat woman, like Zoe Kravitz She look like a model, I'll take her to Paris She lookin' so good, all the girlies embarrassed Yeah she's the sexiest, there no comparison Yeah this my life, ain't bein' arrogant Ballin' and Poppin', don't care 'bout my elegance Fuck with my mood, you fuck with my element Won't really care cause your ass is irrelevant [Chorus: ZZ] Fuck it see ya later, later, later Get this paper, paper, paper See ya later, later, later Get this paper, paper, paper yuh