Bouzzie - WE PAID

★ Intro ★
I’m gonna live forever
Do you wanna live forever?
Yeah, bitch, yeah, hold up, yeah, ooh
Hold up, yeah, yeah, ayy, Hold up bitch, ohh

★ Verse ★
Yeah, no Lil Baby or 42 Dugg, ‘We Paid’
I’m counting the racks to the bank
.42 on my waist, Cowboy trigger, It’s gonna aim at your face
I do not fuck with these niggas
Confederate flag, in my trunk is a K-K-K
And these niggas rats, testify em’, pesticide
Em’
I gotta let it spray
She suck my lollipop; Lil Wayne
But it’s more like a candy cane
I’m snorting my .30’s, she’s putting the co-caine; chinese dinner plate
Big ass boy, built like Chowdеr, yeah (Hahaha)
I don’t gotta ask if he ate
A V8 whеn I skrrt off the block, hit the interstate
Peter Parker; web her up
Mary Jane, I smoke it all
Rock the Fendi with the Saint Laurent when I’m off fentanyl
I got my cheese I ate it up little bitch, you know I’m fed an all
I’d rather be a snake than a rat, can’t turn federal
This choppa make him dead and all
These Rick Owens not Off The Wall
Like the slits in my wrist, gotta cut em’ off
Gotta hit his achilles, can’t walk it off
Put my dick in her mouth, she can’t talk at all
Like the button on your pants, bitch, I’m popping off
Dwayne Johnson, fashion; rock it all
Like a janitor, he getting mopped and all
(Bitch!)
The fuck is you looking at, bring all your niggas
You know we hitting your clique up
I got my own swag, I’m popping the tags
This dick gon make her hiccup
She like “Donny, I thought you love me”
Sorry, I don’t really give a fuck
She losing her mind and she dumb off the oxy
Donny got in an Audi, I’m swerving it up
I’m shooting my shout, nah, I ain’t passing up
This cup filled with Wocky, I’m pouring it up
I’m shooting my glocky, murder rate up
Like who gonna stop me?
I’m counting my bands bitch
I got that shit in advance bitch
I make your hoe do a dance bitch
I gotta fuck on a bad bitch
Ratatouille, can’t fuck with no Candace
Eat her pussy out, I said that it taste like a sandwich