Hated the most, so I keep my haters closeLet 'em know I want the smokeSo much bread I gotta boastThis burner turn you into toastI'm so G, I don’t keep that pistol on meAy, I'll beat yo ass you try to press that issue on meAy, I keep a stash under all these zippers on meI got bitches blowin' like I got a whistle on me[Chorus]Ay, can’t stop getting paperAy, can’t stop rollin papersAy, LSD and cocaAy, live la vida locaAy, she gone feed me grapesAy, we don’t go on datesAy, got a man at home, but she love the way I taste[Verse 1]Tatted on my chokerShoppin' sprees at DoverI ain’t stopping shit till I’m 70 years olderSlap me if I’m soberYea, yea, yea, come overFucked two girls that looked like Tina Fey and Amy Poehler
[Refrain]Back shot, back shot, back shot, back shot, right behind the backdropCan’t stop, can’t stop, can’t stop, can’t stop turnin' up like mascotsMatlock, Matlock, Matlock, Matlock want me in them padlocksI hope you got a plan, catch me if you can hoe
