Newspaper

[Intro]
Yeah
I wanna kiss you

[Verse 1]
Made and album in the kitchen
And they cherished it
She went salty on a nigga
I embarrassed her

[Hook]
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Newspaper say I got a lot of problems
New bitch says she’s loyal and she’s honest
I could really give a fuck ‘bout all the drama
I was always the nigga to pour the codeine in the fanta
Living life how I wanna
I’m the nigga she wanted

[Verse 2]
And all you niggas weird
I can smell it
And all you niggas family
Let them tell it
And all that shit you told the bitch
When I ain’t around I heard it
These niggas [?]
So I go out and earn it
I fucked around
And turned up on them when they wasn’t looking
I sold this shit all by lonely
All for half a perky
That’s my nigga
That’s my nigga
Yeah I swear I’m vouching
Ima blow up
Ima blow up
Whatever the option is
I swear to God
That he’ll be blinded by a thirsty nigga
[?]
Peach mango slush bubble tea
With rainbow jelly
I got every race of women
Blowing up my celly
I had every type of fake friend you could imagine
Spent the stacks
So I could sleep on tempurpedic mattress
Balenciaga [?]
I went and got designer for my girl
I seen her make a ticket in them heels
[?]
I don’t know how you got caught
My generation in a jail
Free my nigga
Free my nigga
Yeah I swear I’m vouching
Ima make it
Ima make my niggas sitting proud
I swear to god
I get it cracking like a sunflower
How the fuck you get a mansion
Out of ThraxxHouse
How the hell he get a foreign
With no help around
Lived by the beach
Nigga, but you grew up blessed
I’m moving closer to the water off of straight finesse
I just got back from Texas
Last time I bought the xanny
I ain’t feel it cause I’m really stressin’
I guess I got the city
Waiting of my shoulders
My ‘lil nigga get ‘yo ice
[?]
Pussy nigga do whatever for exposure
I got a whole pack of niggas
Selling yola
Got a quarter ounce of niggas
Looking for that lick
Break it down
Break it down
Get that swisher split
[?]
And go and cop a fit
You really need to think
About what ‘yo options is

[Hook]
[?]
Newspaper say I got a lot of problems
New bitch says she’s loyal and she’s honest
I could really give a fuck ‘bout all the drama
I was always the nigga to pour the codeine in the fanta
Living life how I wanna
I’m the nigga she wanted