Paper Boy Lyrics - Kodak Black

[Intro] 

This a nice lil beat huh? 

I don't got no time for this though 

I left jail I'm a new man 

I'm in London got my beat from London 

[Chorus: Kodak Black] 

I done made so much money you can call me paper boy 

Just out jail now I'm just tryna make that paper boy 

Water 'round my neck they can call me a sailor boy 

But on the real I got money 

I done made so much money you can call me paper boy 

Just out jail now I'm just tryna make that paper boy 

But on the real I got money money money 

But on the real I got money money money 

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[Verse 1: Kodak Black] 

I get paper, Frontpage of the newspaper boy 

I rock Gucci, on my salad I need some capers boy 

I used to be thuggin' i was running around 

'til my mama told me calm down 

Whole Gang got 9s If they see you, you get blasted 

Sniper Gang, South Florida you know what's happening 

I got wings, timbs on my feet I ain't even capping 

Cuban Link 'round my neck cold like Alaska 

I just hopped up out the jet, bitch I'm the alpha 

Lil nigga in the streets acting a rascal 

I was like that too until I became a rapper 

I got myself some money and look what happened 

I was on bean when I got out 

Nigga I felt like a bullet I shot out 

I'm only gettin' better bitch watch out 

Now I'm like Kyrie I ball out 

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[Chorus: Kodak Black] 

I done made so much money you can call me paper boy 

Just out jail now I'm just tryna make that paper boy 

Water 'round my neck they can call me a sailor boy 

But on the real I got money 

I done made so much money you can call me paper boy 

Just out jail now I'm just tryna make that paper boy 

But on the real I got money money money 

But on the real I got money money money 

[Verse 2: Offset] 

Paper boy Custom chains dripping like Phelps (drip) 

Hot just like a sauna so the Ice around me melt (woo) 

Flooded out my wrist and I flooded my neck 

Bitch I'm I'm from the north I ain't worried 'bout shit (no) 

Me and Kodak on the block yeah know that 

Lil Bitch on my dick better blow that (yuh) 

I just pulled at a show new Patek on my wrist 

Lame niggas with Rickys and Diamonds that pink 

Lil nigga I been moving bricks 

Fuck a lil bitch pass her to the clique 

Just like D Rose 50 pointer on my wrist 

Came up from the mud and now a nigga rich (hey) 

Glock shoot like a star make a wish 

Fornite shit, Whipping with pumps, bitch fully equipped 

Stay Hop out the roof in this bitch like it's lit 

Big dog nigga you can't tame me, just quit 

Walk around with toilet paper you can call me the shit 

Mansion chain 'round my neck, on my windows see the tint 

[Chorus: Kodak Black] 

I done made so much money you can call me paper boy 

Just out jail now I'm just tryna make that paper boy 

Water 'round my neck they can call me a sailor boy 

But on the real I got money 

I done made so much money you can call me paper boy 

Just out jail now I'm just tryna make that paper boy 

But on the real I got money money money 

But on the real I got money money money