Paper Cuts Lyrics

What you see when you see me?

Think about me in yo' sleep?

Having motion fuck the beef, I'll still sit on a nigga street

I'm just trynna' knock a feet, only want bitches next to me

All yo' secrets safe with me, babygirl don't play with me

Amiri jeans and purple jeans, I wear em' both boy these ain't cheap

RTA with Marni too

Lil' fashionista, aye p

She keep calling on my phone, like daddy come and make me

That's why her momma hate me

Sip purple like grape street

Lil' nigga with some Ism, I'm finna be eight deep

Young nigga waist deep, since toddlers wraith dreams

Fill his body up with lead

Boy I ride big body Benz, got a camera on the front and on the back when backing in

If yo' bitch hop in this car you prolly never see her again

If yo bitch hop in this car you prolly never see her again

If you on some type of paperwork don't even shake my hand

Two chops, we romance

Mary, Kate they both twins

Don't know why she thought I'd stay with her, she better go find a man

Running lights with both hands, I just pray that I don't crash

Counting money gave me paper cuts bitch don't look at my hands

Young nigga get bands, you don't ever need friends

Counting money gave me paper cuts bitch don't look at my hands

Counting money gave me paper cuts bitch don't look at my hands

What you see when you see me?

Think about me in yo, aye ?

What you see when you see me?

Think about me in yo' sleep?

Having motion fuck the beef, I'll still sit on a nigga street

I'm just trynna' knock a feet, only want bitches next to me

All yo' secrets safe with me, babygirl don't play with me

Amiri jeans and purple jeans, I wear em' both boy these ain't cheap

RTA with Marni too

Lil' fashionista, aye p

She keep calling on my phone, like daddy come and make me

That's why her momma hate me

Sip purple like grape street

Young nigga get bands, you don't ever need friends