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PAYD Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Holla back
Holla back
Holla back, shit, shouldn't all the girls beg for your dick huh
Whatchu mean they a hoe, so no means no
Boys take notes, but the men show ropes
This an angel to the godsend
Everywhere I go, yeah, uh, they be flocking
Proud of my fit, from the goodwill, costs me 10.99, but I'm dripping like I'm
(Gon)
Now we about to get paid
Get money in the bank
Certified best, all my sins go AYYYEEE
(One, two, three, four)
Whatcha doing never trippin' anymore
Now we about to get paid
Get money in the bank
Certified best, all my sins go AYYYEEE
(One, two, three, four)
Whatcha doing never trippin' anymore
Maybe I just gotta get a piece and run away
Fourteen karat, not investing in a home or real estate
Get a place and make some money
Just to barely fill my belly, but my family supporting me
Hold my drink I gotta see
All this staring in the mirror knocked the atheist right out of me
Jubilee, spilling tea, gossiping about my life, some will lie, I don't mind
I already lost my mind
They just envious and jealous that I'm single, living life
Fuck it
I could if I want it
Covet, marriage, always looking greener
19 with a ring, oh my god you poor thing
You just never got good at playing with your own thing
Solo, I'm Pinocchio'ing, generation puppetry
Anxiety, depression, so we burning through the money tree
Fostering ideas that the whites deserve the burning tree
Criss-cross, lawn sauce, hit your daughter's g-spot
Chain on my neck got me feeling like the main rock
If I'm rocking pearls, then you 'bout to get your shit rocked
Middle finger ring, dedicated giving no fucks
When I cum around they be bowing with their hands cupped
Now we about to get paid
Get money in the bank
Certified best, all my sins go AYYYEEE
(One, two, three, four)
Whatcha doing never trippin' anymore
Now we about to get paid
Get money in the bank
Certified best, all my sins go AYYYEEE
(One, two, three, four)
Whatcha doing never trippin' anymore
Now all these eyes look like lava on the floor
Take it back, take it back, before the war
Now all these eyes look like lava on the floor
Take it back, take it back, before the war
Now all these eyes look like lava on the floor
(Lava on the floor)
Take it back, take it back, before the war