Yeah, it's ya boy "Non" (Mup Mup)
Ohio to Washington D.C., what's good
Doper than the average
Stacked my commissary, got a garden full of cabbage
Fine dine cuisines I'm eating, I never had it
Never side dishes, them bitches is made of plastic
Blowing smoke off the kitchen, "George Foreman"
Cooking up the booth, call the global warmin
Open season, blowing out the competition
Half-court press, I ain't never missing
Cold case, shooter fit the profile
Criminal mind with some goons with a broke smile
Cut the check, I'm feeling like a veteran
Something like a pharmacist, serving up the medicine
Extra, extra, read all about it
I am the paper boy, cause my wallet did allow it
Uh, buying bread, yeah, I'm bombing no competitors
F*ckin' with the kid, yeah, I'm aiming at you predators
Extra, extra, read all about it
I am the paper boy, cause my wallet did allow it
Uh, buying bread, yeah, I'm bombing no competitors
F*ckin' with the kid, look, I'm aiming at you predators
This for my prey, I pray you; pray everyday
Cause when it comes to this cycle, just know that we tryna eat
And Im chestin' up, I used to pop percs and think I leveled up
Now I'm in Ohio with "G-bread", we tryna run it up
And my folks are not like yours (Preach)
If mine want assist , I score (Preach)
How I flip off in the end zone, she callin' me "Willie Beamin"
I don't stop, I just beat it, might slow it down like "Conceded"
And I like my girls conceded
Like to know you don't need me
Cause even though you do please me baby girl, I don't need ya
And my mind on the billy, shouts to my "uncle Billy"
I'm in the water "Free Willy"
We in the lead poppin' wheelies like (Vroom, Vroom)
Extra, extra, read all about it
I am the paper boy, cause my wallet did allow it
Uh, bout my bread, yeah, I'm bombing no competitors
F*ckin' with the kid, yeah, I'm aiming at you predators
Extra, extra, read all about it
I am the paper boy, cause my wallet did allow it
Uh, buying bread, yeah, I'm bombing no competitors
F*ckin' with the kid, look, I'm aiming at you predators
Z1ggy - Extra Extra (feat. Anonamous) Lyrics
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Yeah, it's ya boy "Non" (Mup Mup)
Ohio to Washington D.C., what's good
Doper than the average
Stacked my commissary, got a garden full of cabbage
Fine dine cuisines I'm eating, I never had it
Never side dishes, them bitches is made of plastic
Blowing smoke off the kitchen, "George Foreman"
Cooking up the booth, call the global warmin
Open season, blowing out the competition
Half-court press, I ain't never missing
Cold case, shooter fit the profile
Criminal mind with some goons with a broke smile
Cut the check, I'm feeling like a veteran
Something like a pharmacist, serving up the medicine
Extra, extra, read all about it
I am the paper boy, cause my wallet did allow it
Uh, buying bread, yeah, I'm bombing no competitors
F*ckin' with the kid, yeah, I'm aiming at you predators
Extra, extra, read all about it
I am the paper boy, cause my wallet did allow it
Uh, buying bread, yeah, I'm bombing no competitors
F*ckin' with the kid, look, I'm aiming at you predators
This for my prey, I pray you; pray everyday
Cause when it comes to this cycle, just know that we tryna eat
And Im chestin' up, I used to pop percs and think I leveled up
Now I'm in Ohio with "G-bread", we tryna run it up
And my folks are not like yours (Preach)
If mine want assist , I score (Preach)
How I flip off in the end zone, she callin' me "Willie Beamin"
I don't stop, I just beat it, might slow it down like "Conceded"
And I like my girls conceded
Like to know you don't need me
Cause even though you do please me baby girl, I don't need ya
And my mind on the billy, shouts to my "uncle Billy"
I'm in the water "Free Willy"
We in the lead poppin' wheelies like (Vroom, Vroom)
Extra, extra, read all about it
I am the paper boy, cause my wallet did allow it
Uh, bout my bread, yeah, I'm bombing no competitors
F*ckin' with the kid, yeah, I'm aiming at you predators
Extra, extra, read all about it
I am the paper boy, cause my wallet did allow it
Uh, buying bread, yeah, I'm bombing no competitors
F*ckin' with the kid, look, I'm aiming at you predators
Ohio to Washington D.C., what's good
Doper than the average
Stacked my commissary, got a garden full of cabbage
Fine dine cuisines I'm eating, I never had it
Never side dishes, them bitches is made of plastic
Blowing smoke off the kitchen, "George Foreman"
Cooking up the booth, call the global warmin
Open season, blowing out the competition
Half-court press, I ain't never missing
Cold case, shooter fit the profile
Criminal mind with some goons with a broke smile
Cut the check, I'm feeling like a veteran
Something like a pharmacist, serving up the medicine
Extra, extra, read all about it
I am the paper boy, cause my wallet did allow it
Uh, buying bread, yeah, I'm bombing no competitors
F*ckin' with the kid, yeah, I'm aiming at you predators
Extra, extra, read all about it
I am the paper boy, cause my wallet did allow it
Uh, buying bread, yeah, I'm bombing no competitors
F*ckin' with the kid, look, I'm aiming at you predators
This for my prey, I pray you; pray everyday
Cause when it comes to this cycle, just know that we tryna eat
And Im chestin' up, I used to pop percs and think I leveled up
Now I'm in Ohio with "G-bread", we tryna run it up
And my folks are not like yours (Preach)
If mine want assist , I score (Preach)
How I flip off in the end zone, she callin' me "Willie Beamin"
I don't stop, I just beat it, might slow it down like "Conceded"
And I like my girls conceded
Like to know you don't need me
Cause even though you do please me baby girl, I don't need ya
And my mind on the billy, shouts to my "uncle Billy"
I'm in the water "Free Willy"
We in the lead poppin' wheelies like (Vroom, Vroom)
Extra, extra, read all about it
I am the paper boy, cause my wallet did allow it
Uh, bout my bread, yeah, I'm bombing no competitors
F*ckin' with the kid, yeah, I'm aiming at you predators
Extra, extra, read all about it
I am the paper boy, cause my wallet did allow it
Uh, buying bread, yeah, I'm bombing no competitors
F*ckin' with the kid, look, I'm aiming at you predators
Writer: Reuben Clark, Andrew Jones
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid