[Intro: P-LO]
Ayy
Yeah
Yeah
(Cal-A made that beat, I had to trip on it), ayy

[Chorus: P-LO]
Bitch, you know we the cleanest
Gang with me, you see we lit
Please don't give me a reason
For that paper, I'm a demon
For the paper, I'm a demon
(I'ma get it one way or another, motherfucker)

[Verse 1: 22nd Jim]
I ain't pullin' up or wrappin' up that backend (I don't tap in)
Glocks and FN's, fuck a MAC-10
Tell Keys hit my line when that bag land (Facts)
Still rich out the pack ever since back then (That's a fact)
Other six, size fours, I can't see shit (Red)
I don't like a shy bitch, I need a freak bitch
I ain't swimming in the shallow, I'm in the deep end
She your bitch, I only fuck her on the weekend, nigga
Taking niggas' chains if they suspect (Suspect)
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no money, change the subject
22nd niggas got 'em upset (Facts)
Bitch, I'm up now and I'm up next
I'm the nigga in my city, ain't no secret, nigga
I'm in the game, middle fingers to the bleachers, nigga (Fuck 'em)
If it ain't paper, I'm a demon
Type of nigga make this mobbin' shit look easy
It's Jim, nigga
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