Lyrics Even Count - Landstrip Chip
So
much
fuckin'
paper,
can't
even
count
it
(Yeah)
Drippin'
on
these
haters,
water
fountain
(Yeah)
Came
up
on
them
niggas,
know
they
doubted
(Know
they
doubted)
Rags
to
riches,
ain't
no
doubt
about
it
(No
doubt
about
it)
I'm
tryin'
my
best
to
keep
it
real
(Real)
You
niggas
be
playin',
I'm
out
here
chasin'
these
mills
(Mills)
If
you
comin',
you
say
it,
girl,
we
up
in
the
hills
(Hills...
hills)
These
niggas
be
mad
and
sit
on
they
Ass,
but
fuck
it
I'm
bossin'
up.
(Boss)
I
got
in
my
bag,
now
I
got
em
mad,
Thats
why
I
don't
talk
too
much
(Talk)
Yeah
you
got
a
swag,
and
I
got
a
swag,
But
yo'
shit
don't
cost
as
much
(No)
Don't
know
why
you
be
cappin',
Goin'
out
sad,
these
niggas
be
flawed
as
fuck
(Dawg)
Might
jump
out
the
6 and
jump
in
the
Benz
(Benz)
Hope
you
come
with
a
friend,
You
know
that
we
fuckin'
in
my
inns
(Inns)
Walk
in
Tom
Ford
and
blow
some
thousands
on
my
lens
(Lens)
Screaming
bonjour
cause
I
just
flew
the
ho
in
from
France
(Yeah)
She
on
all
fours,
she
say
that's
her
favorite
stance
(Yeah)
Like
a
golf
course,
got
all
this
green
shit
on
my
pants
(Yeah)
Got
no
remorse,
Fuck
these
niggas
and
how
they
playin'
and
who
they
came
with
Since
I
started,
been
on
the
same
shit
Retarded,
know
how
that
fame
get
So
much
fuckin'
paper,
can't
even
count
it
(Yeah)
Drippin'
on
these
haters,
water
fountain
(Yeah)
Came
up
on
them
niggas,
know
they
doubted
(Know
they
doubted)
Rags
to
riches,
ain't
no
doubt
about
it
(No
doubt
about
it)
I'm
tryin'
my
best
to
keep
it
real
(Real)
You
niggas
be
playin',
I'm
out
here
chasin'
these
mills
(Mills)
If
you
comin',
you
say
it,
girl,
we
up
in
the
hills
(Hills...
hills)
We
shootin'
shots
and
I
can't
miss
Shit
look
like
Voss
sittin'
on
my
wrist
Just
spent
yo'
profit
on
my
bitch
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
I
work
so
hard
to
live
like
this
Expensive
cars
Expensive
cribs
Them
100
millions
on
my
list
I
got
good
aim,
bet
I
won't
miss
(No)
Finna
walk
out
the
bank
(Bank)
Jump
in
the
Brinks
tank
(Skrrt)
Back
and
forth
on
the
plane
(Plane)
I
don't
remember
my
life
these
days
Chasing
commas
after
commas
(Commas)
Two
racks
on
a
Louis
V
bomber
(Bomber)
Got
your
own
bag,
don't
need
a
sponsor
(No)
Glad
you
stayed
down,
that
shit
enormous
(Yeah)
I'm
a
VIP
nigga,
I'm
very
important
This
ain't
on
me,
this
God's
gift
Ain't
spendin'
this
shit
with
caution
Been
gettin'
this
shit
so
often
(Yeah)
So
much
fuckin'
paper,
can't
even
count
it
(Yeah)
Drippin'
on
these
haters,
water
fountain
(Yeah)
Came
up
on
them
niggas,
know
they
doubted
(Know
they
doubted)
Rags
to
riches,
ain't
no
doubt
about
it
(No
doubt
about
it)
I'm
tryin'
my
best
to
keep
it
real
(Real)
You
niggas
be
playin',
I'm
out
here
chasin'
these
mills
(Mills)
If
you
comin',
you
say
it,
girl,
we
up
in
the
hills
(Hills...
hills)
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