Lyrics Onna Way to the Paper (feat. Yhung T.O.) - 03 Greedo , Yhung T.O.
I'm
on
my
way
I'm
on
my
way
Please
stop
buggin'
me,
baby
I
be
on
the
way
to
the
paper
I
got
that
blower
on
my
hip
like
a
pager
I'm
on
my
tip,
I
might
flip
like
a
skater
Fuck
around
and
sell
a
brick
to
your
neighbour
I
made
my
bitch
serve
shit
like
a
waiter
I
run
my
motherfuckin'
city
like
the
mayor
Hitstick
with
the
grip,
keep
it
player
Call
me
Greedy
'cause
I
came
in
with
the
flavor
Whip
it,
whip
it
like
a
slave,
I'm
a
baker
House
nigga
in
the
kitchen
with
the
white
folks
I
got
high
and
started
to
think
this
was
Jamaica
Smoke
a
nigga,
send
him
off
to
meet
his
maker
Whole
team
wearin'
purple
like
the
Lakers
Lonzo
the
way
I
ball,
step
your
game
up
Gonzo,
long
nose
make
you
wake
up
Chopper
for
the
shake
up
I
was
in
the
Bay,
smokin'
K
with
the
gangster
Crack
in
the
streets,
we
from
the
were
the
Earth
quakes,
bitch
Tell
these
pussy
rappers
stop
playin',
I'ma
pull
up
If
they
keep
on
buggin',
nigga,
we
don't
have
to
play
tough
We
don't
even
play
fair
either,
you
can
get
sprayed
up
I
am
not
a
sniper,
but
I'm
quick
to
hold
the
K
up
I
got
all
this
fuckin'
triple
like
a
fuckin'
lay
up
I'ma
get
the
key
and
get
some
pussy
then
we
lay
up
Please
stop
buggin'
me,
baby
I
be
on
the
way
to
the
paper
I
got
that
blower
on
my
hip
like
a
pager
I'm
on
my
tip,
I
might
flip
like
a
skater
Fuck
around
and
sell
a
brick
to
your
neighbour
I
made
my
bitch
serve
shit
like
a
waiter
I
run
my
motherfuckin'
city
like
the
mayor
Hitstick
with
the
grip,
keep
it
player
Please
stop
beggin'
me,
baby
I'm
off
these
drugs,
my
mind
crazy
All
this
shit
I
been
through
is
what
made
me
This
Glock
on
my
hip
just
for
safety
I
can't
let
these
niggas
faze
me
I
will
not
stop
'til
I'm
JAY-Z
Oh,
and
my
wifey
Beyoncé
We
send
your
bitch
on
a
blind
date
I
was
in
LA,
totin'
straps
with
the
gangsters
Ferragamo
cuffs,
used
to
be
on
the
ankle
Free
all
of
my
niggas
out
the
cell,
give
'em
[?]
Smokin'
all
this
dope
'til
my
chest
feelin'
strangled
I
can't
rewind
with
you
Wish
I
wouldn't
waste
time
with
you
I
got
my
love
from
my
moms
But
I
got
my
pain
from
you
All
the
shit
that
you
do
Please
stop
buggin'
me,
baby
I
be
on
the
way
to
the
paper
I
got
that
blower
on
my
hip
like
a
pager
I'm
on
my
tip,
I
might
flip
like
a
skater
Fuck
around
and
sell
a
brick
to
your
neighbour
I
made
my
bitch
serve
shit
like
a
waiter
I
run
my
motherfuckin'
city
like
the
mayor
Hitstick
with
the
grip,
keep
it
player
1 Praying to God
2 Blower (feat. AD)
3 Finally
4 Fall Off
5 Basehead
6 Prayer For My Lost
7 Buckhead (feat. Key, Runway Richy, ManMan Savage & Mal & Quill)
8 In My Feelings
9 Bacc to Jail
10 Gun Bucc
11 Floating
12 Dibiase
13 Conscience
14 Fortnite (feat. Rich The Kid) [Remix]
15 Static
16 Street Life
17 100 100 100
18 Good Grape
19 Onna Way to the Paper (feat. Yhung T.O.)
20 High Off Me
21 Cutlass
22 Different Flavors
23 Mr. Clean
24 Tiffany Magnolia
25 Mr. OT
26 No Disrespect
27 Never Bend (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) [Remix]
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