Paper Pettros (Ft. ​blackbear)

[Chorus: Pettros]
I got control of the paper
I chuck a deuce to the haters
Why don't you go get your bread up?
Go get your bread, go, go get your bread up
I got control of the paper
I chuck a deuce to the haters
Why don't you go get your bread?
Go, go get your bread, go, go get your bread up

[Verse 1: Pettros & blackbear]
I got control of the paper
I chuck a deuce to the haters
I'm 'bout to pull my Beretta
If you call the feds, there ain't nothin' we afraid of
I got some boats in Jamaica
I got coco layin' on an acre
I'm wearin' gold on my chain
But it won't feel the same when these hoes try to play ya
All you can do is follow your truth
Problem with you, you get what you choose

[Chorus: blackbear]
I got control, I got control of the paper
I chuck a deuce, I chuck a deuce to the haters
Why don't you go, don't you go get your bread up?
Go get your bread up, go get your bread up