Paid in Full (feat. Mike Dolla)

作曲：LIL BABY

作词：LIL BABY

Young ** getting late in school

What's an ex without a miss playing paid in full

I got some youngers moving onions than my baby boy

Before I even got the poor ** my name was good

Still banging every hood like I'm pac without should

Just cause a ** twenty one

And I've been misunderstood

Still bringing back them balls just to add to my juice

All my ** turn their back like I know that

They would justshot the mexico to eat the taco

Yeah middle man they tryna beat the price of el chapo

** ** square sound like a homemade waffle

She say go get it baby who am I just tryna stop me

What watch these ** in the streets cause they try to rock you

The baddest ** with the seasons

Still try to pop you

Your main man should think he rolling

He just trying to top you

Competition with these ** for me not an option

I'm relentless with the back they swear I was adopted

Riding cherry six fours like I'm on compton

My blood ** out in cali they still call it bompton

To the other half a ** started fronting pumpkins

Body in the street thinking ten some

I wonder what these ** think

When it's a benz in public

Got a ride or die ** you got no problems

Stuffing stick together like a blueberry in the muffin

Uh young ** getting laid in school

What's an ex without a ** playing paid and four

I got some youngest moving onions and my baby boys

Before I even got the poor ** my name was good

Still banging every hood like I'm pocket I'm sure

Just cause a ** twenty one and I've been misunderstood

Still bringing back them balls just stay after my judge

All my ** tryna be back when I know that they would

Hold up my ** whipping me

I'm backing up that green ** like longservice

Black duffle with a mean grip

It's too heavy point six made the bean tip

I see I got a lot of extras it's a mean clip

I'm feeling like the chambers brothers

With a lot of ones

We give them to the homes and a lot of bums

Shales call them d m c

Because it's time to run

My ** acquainted with action got a lot of guns

We hustle turn bread in a muscle throw lead into a tussle

Rushing bag into a duckle

Boy play the cards he was dealt but then shuffle

Argue with his ego and turned into a scuffle

When the street out some dice roll

Pitches o ** and ice hoe

With ** with tight clothing

I'm a six ** a click hit a disrespectful to a **

** I big you up to get your chips bigger

Young ** getting laid in school what's

The ace without a miss playing paid in full

I got some youngers moving onions than my baby boy

Before I even got the poor ** my name was good

Still banging every hood like I'm

Pocket I should just cause a **

Twenty one and I've been misunderstood

Still bringing back them balls just stay after my judge

All my ** turn they back

Like I knew that they would