Paypa - RPM Feat. Crooked I lyrics

rate me

Look, our street is rapping like I’m trapping fuck a hobby

Trap peas artist, shit I’m into catching bodies

Asking for a verse it’s like asking for a hearse

Asking for a feature should be asking for a preacher

My nigga I’m ether, heavy weight no bar bells

Me, more sweet 16’s than the tarhill

I be really up at night, serving like a bar grill

Swerving on that 60, trying not to hit that gar real

Mmm, bitches want that molly, they be popping toes

Pull up in that 50, watch them bitches choose

Hit my nigga Jason when we coping jewels,

Pull up to the party, jewelry godly, you can tell I’m new

Stunting on these niggas like I never had nothing

Taking pictures of these bitches, while they instagram fronting

Show me something I ain’t never seen, baby fuck educated

Rap pussy money, pussy money, that’s a definite down

[Hook]

Mmm, erything I be talking bout

I really mean that shit

Pull up in the truck let them hoes out

You ain’t never seen that shit

I’m talking rap, pussy, money, rap, pussy, money

rap, pussy, money, rap, pussy, money

rap, pussy, money, rap, pussy, money

rap, pussy, money, rap, pussy, money

I would take all of it down

A rubber band around a hundred grand

I got for some hookers

That’s how a real nigga rap, pussy, money

I don’t write my nigga, I go and gas

Last time I wrote was a note to a holding class

Hate when an ashy face bitch shows her ass

It’s called make up, shout out to hoven dash

I smash the pedal to the floor, board of the Porsche

I’m from the 4 quarters of course,

Guns galore, so many magazines, you think the board ordered the source

A whore hoarder giving raw orders to restore order

A rolex make my time fly a lot faster

Took me from a slave shit to a yacht master

Amber rose, my hoes, blond body like they fuck cancer

The block answer, I am the

Coming for your neck like a guillotine

Getting money with billy jay, not billy jean, paper!

[Hook]

Mmm, erything I be talking bout

I really mean that shit

Pull up in the truck let them hoes out

You ain’t never seen that shit

I’m talking rap, pussy, money, rap, pussy, money

rap, pussy, money, rap, pussy, money

rap, pussy, money, rap, pussy, money

rap, pussy, money, rap, pussy, money

No particular order but damn.