Benz Boys (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Heavy ass Mercedes Benz on top rims
 Big chain, pink diamonds, candy ring
 Couple million dollars off my own strain
 Your life like a video game, Grand Turismo
 I'm in that GT-R 'cause I pop the six four
 I had the match for the cash
 Underground garage where I stash
 These niggas still in competition
 When I pass, move
 2009 no time whenever we come through
 No falling for traps, these capping ass bitches
 Living life behind Snapchat filters
 Fuck them, this is us
 Still G'd up and way more papered up
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Okay, I only care 'bout the money
 Can't no one take it from me
 And I'm smilin' all the time,
 But nigga, ain't shit funny
 Leavin' out the Gucci store,
 Nigga, ain't shit bummy
 On the paper chase on your ring, they shit running
 Took four years off and the checks kept coming
 All the girls wanna treat me
 Like I'm special or something
 We at number one
 Mean we standin' next to nothing
 And the shit you rock is fake
 But that's another discussion
 I see a lota dudes hate and the shit is disgusting
 And I travel all the time
 Always gettin' through customs
 And my livin' room new, everything in there custom
 And the gang with me, everything I got is because 'em
 Fools need better luck, they be wishing it was them
 Go on tour when I want, 50k for the clubing
 We a bunch of rich niggas and our kids'll be cousins
 And don't gotta open doors
 We just pushin' the button
 That's on gang, life (Motherfucker)
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Three hundred thousand on your block
 Stars in the hotel
 Come through it don't stop, unless it's bitches out
 Money is all I'm 'bout,
 Don't know how much I got
 'Cause it's never enough,
 Fill another safe up
 They only play tough
 They really cream puff
 I roll another one, forever highed up
 Uh, off white kicks
 Tryna find a billion dollars 'fore I find the right bitch
 Side kick rolled the weed up
 Catch a vibe with a real nigga
 That'll check his bags private
 Come learn how I live
 Me and Spitta 'bout to buy the island
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Heavy ass Mercedes Benz on top rims
 Big chain, pink diamonds, candy ring
 Couple million dollars off my own strain
 Your life like a video game, Grand Turismo
 I'm in that GT-R 'cause I pop the six four
 I had the match for the cash
 Underground garage where I stash
 These niggas still in competition
 When I pass, move
 2009 no time whenever we come through
 No falling for traps, these capping ass bitches
 Living life behind Snapchat filters
 Fuck them, this is us
 Still G'd up and way more papered up
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Okay, I only care 'bout the money
 Can't no one take it from me
 And I'm smilin' all the time,
 But nigga, ain't shit funny
 Leavin' out the Gucci store,
 Nigga, ain't shit bummy
 On the paper chase on your ring, they shit running
 Took four years off and the checks kept coming
 All the girls wanna treat me
 Like I'm special or something
 We at number one
 Mean we standin' next to nothing
 And the shit you rock is fake
 But that's another discussion
 I see a lota dudes hate and the shit is disgusting
 And I travel all the time
 Always gettin' through customs
 And my livin' room new, everything in there custom
 And the gang with me, everything I got is because 'em
 Fools need better luck, they be wishing it was them
 Go on tour when I want, 50k for the clubing
 We a bunch of rich niggas and our kids'll be cousins
 And don't gotta open doors
 We just pushin' the button
 That's on gang, life (Motherfucker)
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Three hundred thousand on your block
 Stars in the hotel
 Come through it don't stop, unless it's bitches out
 Money is all I'm 'bout,
 Don't know how much I got
 'Cause it's never enough,
 Fill another safe up
 They only play tough
 They really cream puff
 I roll another one, forever highed up
 Uh, off white kicks
 Tryna find a billion dollars 'fore I find the right bitch
 Side kick rolled the weed up
 Catch a vibe with a real nigga
 That'll check his bags private
 Come learn how I live
 Me and Spitta 'bout to buy the island
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Heavy ass Mercedes Benz on top rims
 Big chain, pink diamonds, candy ring
 Couple million dollars off my own strain
 Your life like a video game, Grand Turismo
 I'm in that GT-R 'cause I pop the six four
 I had the match for the cash
 Underground garage where I stash
 These niggas still in competition
 When I pass, move
 2009 no time whenever we come through
 No falling for traps, these capping ass bitches
 Living life behind Snapchat filters
 Fuck them, this is us
 Still G'd up and way more papered up
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Okay, I only care 'bout the money
 Can't no one take it from me
 And I'm smilin' all the time,
 But nigga, ain't shit funny
 Leavin' out the Gucci store,
 Nigga, ain't shit bummy
 On the paper chase on your ring, they shit running
 Took four years off and the checks kept coming
 All the girls wanna treat me
 Like I'm special or something
 We at number one
 Mean we standin' next to nothing
 And the shit you rock is fake
 But that's another discussion
 I see a lota dudes hate and the shit is disgusting
 And I travel all the time
 Always gettin' through customs
 And my livin' room new, everything in there custom
 And the gang with me, everything I got is because 'em
 Fools need better luck, they be wishing it was them
 Go on tour when I want, 50k for the clubing
 We a bunch of rich niggas and our kids'll be cousins
 And don't gotta open doors
 We just pushin' the button
 That's on gang, life (Motherfucker)
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Three hundred thousand on your block
 Stars in the hotel
 Come through it don't stop, unless it's bitches out
 Money is all I'm 'bout,
 Don't know how much I got
 'Cause it's never enough,
 Fill another safe up
 They only play tough
 They really cream puff
 I roll another one, forever highed up
 Uh, off white kicks
 Tryna find a billion dollars 'fore I find the right bitch
 Side kick rolled the weed up
 Catch a vibe with a real nigga
 That'll check his bags private
 Come learn how I live
 Me and Spitta 'bout to buy the island
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)
 Stay papered up, woah
 Stay papered up, on gang (Oh)