Send 'Em My Way ft. TNT Kenya & BoutPaperMasey Lyrics

Bitch

Bout Paper

Bout Bands

The motherfucking label nigga yeah

Bet

Let's get it

I do

I got a pound on me in the booth right now

Let's go

You know a nigga widda pack

Send him ma way fuck a mask

Hoe better come widda back

Send me the lo in advance

You know I'm serving da city I pull up wherever just send me da order

She told me play with her kitty she pulled out her camera she trynna record us

They cannot afford us we never bargain it's either you pay or you don't

He think he a rapper he got a new bezzle just hope that it came with the chrome

Nigga talking that shit it's irrelevant

We might spin on yo block for the hell of it

Put that boy in the sky like he heaven sent

I got money that's older than Jefferson's

She told me pull up ain't nobody home say she got a man but she wanna leave the Dude

I'm fucking her friend from the back I pull out the racks she begging to see the proof

I'm sipping on mud no beer

I'm sipping that muddy put Fanta with passion

I step on the block and they copy the fashion

Margiela Dior be the name of my jacket I feel like the man when I pick up a package

I pick up the phone if it's money that's calling

Broski was trapping when we was performing

The shit that they rapping we really was doing

I'm on the block making my own flips

Still fucking a grown bitch

I'm sipping on dirty might pour me a whole six

But she getting no sips

She getting nothing not even a 2 piecer

Can't kick it lil bitch I don't do fifa

Killed all the opps we like who breathing

Just pray that they give us a new reason

Deez niggas don't know shit I been getting money since probably 06

Them niggas ain't on shit we been had It popping before our songs hit bitch

You know a nigga widda pack

Send him ma way fuck a mask

Hoe better come widda back

Send me the lo in advance

You know I'm serving da city I pull up wherever just send me da order

She told me play with her kitty she pulled out her camera she trynna record us

They cannot afford us we never bargain it's either you pay or you don't

He think he a rapper he got a new bezzle just hope that it came with the chrome

Nigga talking that shit it's irrelevant

We might spin on yo block for the hell of it

Put that boy in the sky like he heaven sent

I got money that's older than Jefferson's