[Intro: Pi’erre Bourne]
You em—
[Verse 1: Papi La Blunt]
Drake loves young minors, but I love Young Money
G Minor — instrumental, but I don’t fuck a minor hoes
G Major — my salary, but I don’t play in casino
To be on the trap, you need to do what you live now
Our two differences — you a G Minor, I’m G Major
Now I’m on the trap, because my life is fucking awful
Timmy Turner and Dr. Rip Studwell, they been on the shit
I don’t listen to your demo, yeah, ‘cause my worst is better
[Bridge: Papi La Blunt]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I don’t listen to your demo, it’s completely fucked up
I used to be on the shit, and I couldn’t do anything
But right now Papi La Blunt is going right to his dream
[Chorus: Papi La Blunt]
Uh, uh, Solo Dolo, huh, huh, Solo Dolo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Solo Dolo
Mhm, Solo Dolo, mhm, Solo Dolo
Yeah, not enough for your bitch, Solo Dolo
[Verse 2: Papi La Blunt]
Fuck, fuck, huh, stop, stop, stop
Uh, I have dreams, like a fantaser
But I’m not dreamin’ bout bitches, yeah, I had it
I’m fantaser, but not dreamin’ bout bitches
Yeah, I had it, a lot of things
My bed now full of shit, but not adidas, yeah, not adidas, ‘cause I don’t rock adidas
Fuck all of those, yeah, dumb trends
I have Vans Knu Skool, yeah, Off the Wall
Off the Wall, bitch, I’m Michael Jackson
Off the Wall, bitch, I’m not a lier, huh, huh, huh
[Bridge: Papi La Blunt]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, huh, ayy
Ayy, huh, ayy, huh, ayy, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh
(Ahaha-ha)
[Outro: Pi’erre Bourne]
Drop down to the floor and freeze
I got her on her knees
Bow down, she gon' pray for me
I know she for keeps
Sneaky link, you safe with me (Hey)
Walk milk crates for me
Fall in love, you can't believe