Ashxs - I'M PAID Lyrics

Mhm
Yeah, yeah
You know me man
Always on my money shit
Dropped a sack in Saginaw, this shawty wanted gas
Paid 20 for the g, and she threw a lil ass
Like damn girl, what's ya onlyfans?
I'll shout you out on instagram, I bet you make a couple bands
Run it back tho, I ain't dumb hoe
I got paid to smoke her weed and clap her cheeks until her back broke
5 star telly, text the valet, bring it back up
Yeah I hit ya bitch, but I still don't give a fuck
Yeh, run it up and then I fuck it up
She be laughin' at my stories, wanna fuck or what?
I be laughin' at her mans cause he don't make enough
Little do she know that even he be swipin' up
Askin' for a feature, tryna smoke a lil weed or somethin'
I ain't tryna kick it unless ya shawty rub my feet or somethin'
Takes a lil gwap to get me moving in the morning
Got two phones full of custos, fuck homies
I'm paid (Aye) get ya money lil jit
All the hoes I'm fuckin' with, takes a day to pay their rent
On god mothafucka, fuck love move bricks
Get the fuck off my phone boy, my dick in yo bitch
I'm paid (Aye) and it's makin' em sick
I be counting up the guala, hittin' lines off their tits
Every time they creep my shit, they see me in a new whip
Get the fuck up off my phone boy, my dick in ya bitch, I'm paid, aye
I can't even get a feature on this bitch
Cause I don't know a single rapper even fuckin got it like me
I been gettin paid since the eighth grade
I can't even blame, mothafuckas ain't working like me?
Know your place hoe, I'm the king of Fort Worth
I ain't gotta say shit, mothafuckas say so
We can run a number, we can run a fuckin fade too
I'll be at the back of the stage at ya show too, fuck you
One thing bout me, hoes gonn' slide too
They gonn' throw a lil ass, suck a lil dick too
Soon as I step off the stage, they gonn' clear the fuckin room
And they ain't coming to the crib boy, I got a fuckin room
I'm paid (Aye) get ya money lil jit
All the hoes I'm fuckin' with, takes a day to pay their rent
On god mothafucka, fuck love move bricks
Get the fuck off my phone boy, my dick in yo bitch
I'm paid (Aye) and it's makin' em sick
I be counting up the guala, hittin' lines off their tits
Every time they creep my shit, they see me in a new whip
Get the fuck up off my phone boy, my dick in ya bitch, I'm paid, aye

Mhm
Yeah, yeah
You know me man
Always on my money shit
Dropped a sack in Saginaw, this shawty wanted gas
Paid 20 for the g, and she threw a lil ass
Like damn girl, what's ya onlyfans?
I'll shout you out on instagram, I bet you make a couple bands
Run it back tho, I ain't dumb hoe
I got paid to smoke her weed and clap her cheeks until her back broke
5 star telly, text the valet, bring it back up
Yeah I hit ya bitch, but I still don't give a fuck
Yeh, run it up and then I fuck it up
She be laughin' at my stories, wanna fuck or what?
I be laughin' at her mans cause he don't make enough
Little do she know that even he be swipin' up
Askin' for a feature, tryna smoke a lil weed or somethin'
I ain't tryna kick it unless ya shawty rub my feet or somethin'
Takes a lil gwap to get me moving in the morning
Got two phones full of custos, fuck homies
I'm paid (Aye) get ya money lil jit
All the hoes I'm fuckin' with, takes a day to pay their rent
On god mothafucka, fuck love move bricks
Get the fuck off my phone boy, my dick in yo bitch
I'm paid (Aye) and it's makin' em sick
I be counting up the guala, hittin' lines off their tits
Every time they creep my shit, they see me in a new whip
Get the fuck up off my phone boy, my dick in ya bitch, I'm paid, aye
I can't even get a feature on this bitch
Cause I don't know a single rapper even fuckin got it like me
I been gettin paid since the eighth grade
I can't even blame, mothafuckas ain't working like me?
Know your place hoe, I'm the king of Fort Worth
I ain't gotta say shit, mothafuckas say so
We can run a number, we can run a fuckin fade too
I'll be at the back of the stage at ya show too, fuck you
One thing bout me, hoes gonn' slide too
They gonn' throw a lil ass, suck a lil dick too
Soon as I step off the stage, they gonn' clear the fuckin room
And they ain't coming to the crib boy, I got a fuckin room
I'm paid (Aye) get ya money lil jit
All the hoes I'm fuckin' with, takes a day to pay their rent
On god mothafucka, fuck love move bricks
Get the fuck off my phone boy, my dick in yo bitch
I'm paid (Aye) and it's makin' em sick
I be counting up the guala, hittin' lines off their tits
Every time they creep my shit, they see me in a new whip
Get the fuck up off my phone boy, my dick in ya bitch, I'm paid, aye