SOB x RBE (Slimmy B) - Paper Route lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Dank] Okay, I seen a post that said Vallejo n***as broke as f** Ha well, tell em that the joke is up No competition but I got yo' b**h choking up Ain't no water in them guns but they'll soak you up Ain't know what'll happen so a n***a went and took a risk All my n***as shining like the flash on and we took a pic n***as probably be like, "Hey bro come and look at this!" (Like he work at the pound!!?) He said that because I took his b**h Real n***a...and I been that from the start though know some janky n***as in all black like a dark hole n***as said he doggin' sh**, but he all bark though Shoot first, n***a you'll point first like a sharp nose I remember when I was just down like a basement On me, just thinking about it make me hate it Praying for the day to come like "Look mama we made it!" When they ask how I did it, I'm putting doubted as my statement [Hook ] (x2) n***as, get that fast money n***a ain't no safer route So we getting cake and grinding till we make it out Wasn't f**ing with me then, don't try to fake it now We just some younging's tryna' stay up on that paper route [Verse 2 : Slimmy B] Young n***a stackin' Young n***a trappin' This Draco hold a hunnid Have them s**as' doing backflips A hunnid in the mattress All I talk is cash sh** Have yo b**h slide and throw her back like a cla**ic All boujee b**hes, I ain't f**ing with no ratchet's "How much for a verse?" broke n***a stop asking It's all fun and games 'till yo body in that casket Glock 20 sending 10 millies out this plastic All that window shoppin' up in Neiman's, n***a cop something I remember days when i was broke and couldn't cop nothing All these talking 'bout they thuggin' but they ain't drop nothing Since a youngin', same hood, still on the block thuggin' f** the law, crack them gates and free my cousin JJ 24-7 getting cake 'till the day change Slide down yo' block, that's a man down, mayday This choppa' hit yo body have you spinning like a beyblade n***a [Hook ] (x2) n***as, get that fast money n***a ain't no safer route So we getting cake and grinding till we make it out Wasn't f**ing with me then, don't try to fake it now We just some younging's tryna' stay up on that paper route