Hated the most, so I keep my haters close Let 'em know I want the smoke So much bread I gotta boast This burner turn you into toast I'm so G, I don’t keep that pistol on me Ay, I'll beat yo ass you try to press that issue on me Ay, I keep a stash under all these zippers on me I got bitches blowin' like I got a whistle on me [Chorus] Ay, can’t stop getting paper Ay, can’t stop rollin papers Ay, LSD and coca Ay, live la vida loca Ay, she gone feed me grapes Ay, we don’t go on dates Ay, got a man at home, but she love the way I taste [Verse 1] Tatted on my choker Shoppin' sprees at Dover I ain’t stopping shit till I’m 70 years older Slap me if I’m sober Yea, yea, yea, come over Fucked two girls that looked like Tina Fey and Amy Poehler
[Refrain] Back shot, back shot, back shot, back shot, right behind the backdrop Can’t stop, can’t stop, can’t stop, can’t stop turnin' up like mascots Matlock, Matlock, Matlock, Matlock want me in them padlocks I hope you got a plan, catch me if you can hoe