Paper Boy Lyrics - Hell Rell

Blazin' artist 

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Rugar Rell Dipset let's go 

Welcome y'all niggas to world war three 

Turn his lights out I shine brighter than paul wall teeth 

Fuck this rap game fuck it it needs more more me 

And despite that I'm here to confront all y'all theives nigga 

Got these fiends looking for a dime again 

Green ferrari looking like a heineken 

You rapping bout your chain is making me want it 

If they make a million dolla bill my face should be on it 

And your bullets can't touch me your words can't reach me, eehhh 

I'm mister know it all these niggas can't teach me 

I asked her if she fucking or not soon as she meet me 

She thought it was apple juice now she drinking pee pee 

Yeah, set a nigga on fire burn a hata 

Come in his crib spray it up like the exterminata 

If killa say he dead it's off with his fucking head 

I shoot em 20 times and make sure the fucka dead 

Dope man, Dope man, I heard you looking for that coke man, coke man, I got it coming off that 

Boat man, boat man, And big gun under my 

Coat man, coat man, Boom you dead 

Only way you be around this muthafucking paperboy 

Is if you quit your job and go be a paperboy 

Only way you be around this muthafucking paperboy 

Is if you quit your job and go be a paperboy 

I blow money wanna see me splurge 

Call me if you need a burg(hit me up) 

Yellow diamonds look like I kidnapped tweety bird 

Stay away from the snakes boa constrictors sayin 

I don't talk on the phone you know whos listenin 

Bucket hat on like a old ass fisherman 

I heard he wanna buy 20 os then send him in 

I could cook a brick with my fucking eyes closed 

No scale I could weigh it up with a blindfold 

And if I hollar then you losing your wife 

I'm out of this world I done been to jupiter twice 

Plus I stay at the gun range 

Neck looking stupid that's dumb chains 

See this eyes schooled me to the blood gang 

Why let em live it's better to clip him 

I always the shooter baby I'm never the victim 

And this nigga get on da stand swear 2 god on 10 bibles 

Yeah he washed up fresh off spin cycle 

Dope man, Dope man, I heard you looking for that coke man, coke man, I got it coming off that 

Boat man, boat man, A big gun under my 

Coat man, coat man, Boom you dead and 

Only way you be around this muthafucking paperboy 

Is if you quit your job and go be a paperboy 

Only way you be around this muthafucking paperboy 

Is if you quit your job and go be a paperboy 

He can't rap for real 

Why they give his ass a deal? 

I'm smoking back to back blunts she on half a pill 

She said she rolling like 26 inches 

I'm feeling like I can fuck 26 bitches 

Talking shit bout the set get you 26 stitches 

Took flicks of the room sent his mama all da pictures 

Your brothers a flunky 

Your fathers a junky 

Extorting your uncle he paying me monthly 

We can bring the porsche out or cruise the bentley 

Got muthafucking more whips than kunta kuntai 

He was beefin in the morning got em shot by midday 

Always listen to ruga gotta do it his way 

Your money right get your work weighed up 

I Know some real killas get yo moms church sprayed up 

You know ruga on deck for the money 

I'm a walking checkbook u tryna disrespect da money? 

Dope man, Dope man, I heard you looking for that coke man, coke man, I got it coming off that 

Boat man, boat man, A big gun under my 

Coat man, coat man, Boom you dead and 

Only way you be around this muthafucking paperboy 

Is if you quit your job and go be a paperboy 

Only way you be around this muthafucking paperboy 

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