212 Recording - Paramount lyrics

[Intro] Uh Blowin gas every day maf**a I'm getting a** every day maf**a [Verse 1] You know why? Feels good to be eating Lately everything bone lickin I don't share that sh** with hoes I share it with strong women They waitin for you to bite They tell me they've gone fishin I'm bumpin your tape Tell you what every song missing Talent and drive You don't got dedication And none the sh** you droppin in real Animation I was in the car with two white boys and a haitian And we getting to that dirty a** money contamination I got d** in a ziplock bag. Lamination And I meditate to wipe off the hate. Sanitation Ain't you tell me you was fixin to pop? Cancellation Haha ! use that sh** as motivation motherf**er that's paramount [Hook] f** the bullsh** Ima air it out I'm high, that's my whereabouts I'm countin an unfair amount We getting to the money motherf**er that's Paramount All my kush loud motherf**er that's Paramount All my girls bad motherf**er that's Paramount Better show respect motherf**er I'm paramount We getting to the money motherf**er that's paramount Blowin gas every day maf**a I'm getting a** every day maf**a [Verse 2] Swear every time I'm online motherf**ers stay on me Its like they ain't got nothing else to do but to hate on me I went through out your neighborhood and had like 20k on me And still ain't get the K on me You p**y and you know it Tryna prey on me I'm at the top the food f**ing chain It weigh on me thinking how infatuated you are with another man I think some of my haters turning gay on me Ima call you Naomi I'll lay you p**ys out you try and lay on me I'm in the streets blowing up gas fu*k THE COPS f** your friend in front of me, cuz its fun to watch Look we done rolled up 20 j's took 100 shots Cuz my team winnin' tell 'em run the clocks Man that sh** paramount [Hook]