This is a song about "Smoking paper"

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Talking about the god you serve

Smoking sticky fixtures

Big black diamond, bigger than a black razor

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

So chase the air hide your stash

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Stupid bitch your wrinkling like rolling paper,

Aren't you somethin', an original

Rumple paper into a bundle,

Spoken loud they smoking out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her