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paper cha$in - playboi carti lyrics

[intro]
dolla bill
yeah
music, from the soul y’all
yeah

[verse 1]
i tell my n-gg-s we gotta chase the bills
thousands, a couple mills
vanilla skies, nice crib
dependin’ on the weather how i choose my ‘mobile
cruise through the strip just to cop a zip
bad chick tatted underneath her lip
get a lift, guarantee i’m gonna hit
she love the sh-t i wear, sponsored by the time of year
always prepared, dutch master
in her ear, get plastered
my crew members get [?]
skateboardin’ fashion nascar drivin
your hoe love my adlibs
dolla bill
(dope)
(yeah x4)

[hook]
b-tch i gotta get the cash x3 (yeah x2) (carti x8)
i gotta get the cash
b-tch i gotta get the cash x3 (yeah x2) (carti x8)
i gotta get the cash x2

[verse 2]
all my n-gg-s skate, all you n-gg-s hate
this fendi on my waist
your chick gave me that “i can’t feel my face”
i can’t feel my face
i got a foreign car, foreign broad
good head, p-rnstar
cash first, f-ck y’all
creamtoppers i gotta ball
outfit come from montreal, make a scene when i’m in the mall
[?]
your girl, she gon’ run up

[hook]

- playboi carti lyrics

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