Paper & Plastic lyrics

by

Chiddy Bang


[Intro]
Lettuce all on my bread
Paper all in my plastic
Lettuce all on my bread
Paper all in my plastic

[Verse 1]
I need them big stacks
I eat a Big Mac
Let's smoke this fruity
Try to sue me cause I did that
I got a zip though, in every zip code
And I'mma trip though
I'm on my ish, bro
Stand up, stand up
Yeah I'm bout to get grands up
Lock it down, lock it down
And I got your mixes on handcuffs
But don't judge me, they like to love me
Come from the hood, I need a house up by the country
Yeah, that's tasty, and I'm bout to get a cake like pastry
I see my vision I'm thinking it's like HD
But no wonder my heart stuck on AC, yeah
I said we turned up and is it too loud?
Mama call UHaul
We finna move out, fly out, Cancun
Abu Dabi, sand dune
Ain't about the money homie I don't understand you
Late night, grip trashed, but the house crashed
Like it's pretty damaged
One me, 2 hers, do the match, Chiddy sandwich
[Hook]
What's happening, I'm a party captain
Eating on a sandwich, all we need is some napkins
Please don't stop me in traffic, that's when business get drastic
Lettuce all on my bread, finna get my paper and plastic
What's happening, I'm a party captain
Eating on a sandwich, all we need is some napkins
Please don't stop me in traffic, that's when business get drastic
Lettuce all on my bread, finna get my paper and plastic

[Verse 2]
I need that cash flat, I need that Nasdaq
I eat a sandwich salt and pepper could you pass that?
I'm bout to tag that, she got a bad back
I gotta have that, just call me papi chulo

Oh el captain, fresh lil guy I'm Dapper Dan
Bout to go ham in the kitchen
Ham in the kitchen, somebody grab a pan
Yes sir could I have a hand?
Next up is to the bat of a plan
We fin to kill your browser man
And my swell on 10 hundred thousand grand
Adam Richman the homie that's the perfect move
I'm the man, and all these rappers I'm versing fool
Thage one, stage one, close the curtain too
The grass is green and the earth is blue
So I'mma make the green and get a blue whip
Yeah I be on my cool ish
That's the California in the hills by the pool ish
Steak sauce, Ruth Chris, means that, too sick
Live show, new kit, vacate, don't trip
We ain't gonna slip
[Hook]
What's happening, I'm a party captain
Eating on a sandwich, all we need is some napkins
Please don't stop me in traffic, that's when business get drastic
Lettuce all on my bread, finna get my paper and plastic
What's happening, I'm a party captain
Eating on a sandwich, all we need is some napkins
Please don't stop me in traffic, that's when business get drastic
Lettuce all on my bread, finna get my paper and plastic
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