This is a song about "Transfer paper"

The only time i flirt with her

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,

Light this paper and huddle,

I got rich from a little struggle

I know you see me looking girl go on and act right

He can always transfer for my suffer to they other side,

The paper to the pen.

I need to free them

She graduated top of the class

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

You never tasted paper

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.

Niggas who be rapping how real they are