Letra Plenty Paper - Rich The Kid

Fuck jail, f*** twelve
Fuck the legislator, I got plenty paper
Got plenty paper, I got plenty paper
Got plenty paper, got plenty paper
Fuck jail, f*** twelve
Fuck the legislator, counting plenty paper
Counting plenty paper, counting plenty paper
Counting plenty paper, got plenty paper

Young rich ni*** having plenty paper
He's in the crib with a elevator
Trap house, Rich Gang terminator
Two Glock 9 like Tomb Raider
And I just came home f*** 12
Free all my niggas that locked in a cell
Fuck ni*** wanna see me in jail
Was stuck on probation, I couldn't make bail
I'ma teach you how to whip and pull the camera out
One key in the kitchen at my grandma house
Bitch I been having like Skippa Da Flippa
Come to the safe house, I'm gonna remix ya
They keep talking 'bout lean, I sip it
Got way too many bitches, I'm pimping
Young ni*** still living like Diddy
Fuck the judge, courthouse full of Bimmers

Fuck twelve, free my ni***, no feds
I'm a real shooter, you might end up dead
Heavy artillery under my bed
Choppa got green dot the Vector got red
Jugg out the uber, like I was the driver
East coast lil baby, I bet I surprise her
Let that chopper sing like American Idol
Ask for forgiveness when I touch the Bible
Locked up with my niggas without no bar
I'm not always right but I know rights from wrong
Get to shivering when my dick touch my bitch tongue
The hip hop police chase me now that I'm on
Counting ten on an escalator, ni*** getting hella paper
Never was a hater, chopper hit you like The Undertaker
Mad as a bitch as I sat in my cell
Pulled off in a Wraith when I got out of jail

APD got pressure
DPD got pressure
Young Key he got pressure
Call him if you need him
I just feel it in the air
I went to Saint Clair
I roll with Saint Clair
I'm finna drop a bag on her
Drop a bag on her
I'm in court counting up
Court counting up
I know they mad at us
Police be mad at us