Paper Soldiers - Shy Glizzy, Goo Glizzy, DF Gizzle

Yeah, mob

GG for life suckers

30 30, 30 30, yeah

Bitches they ain’t shit, yeah, bitches on my dick, yeah

Niggas broke as shit, yeah, I can’t hit a lick, yeah

Check my criminal history, nigga I ain’t never snitched, nope

Ridin' with that stick, yeah, pussy don’t get hit, yeah

Look at me I’m rich bitch, you ain’t think I’ll make it far

My niggas really hit shit, nigga GG is the mob

Bitch nigga don’t test me, I might throw your ass a lob

You know they call me Jefe, I can give your ass a job

That nigga was my homie then he turned into an opp

We ran into his homies, shot they ass up with the Glocks

Styrofoam on me, bitch you know I’m sippin' wop

That trap phone for my junkies and the homies who got locked

30 30 on me, baby I won’t never lie

30, that’s my brodie, know he always got my back

Niggas tryna be Glizzy, they ain’t even got no straps

In competition with me, you ain’t even got no racks

Been swingin' them choppers like a nigga from the 'Nolia

Back when I was young my mama told me I’m a soldier

Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier

She told me get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier

Bitch wanna love me and now that I done got a lil bit older

My niggas that’s really with it, you better quit it, I thought I told ya

Better get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier

Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier

I been chasing money, bitch I got a hundred stacks

Everybody gotta go, I can’t get my 30 back

Hundred grams takin' one, watch how quick I bounce back

If you ever cross the mob, ain’t no fuckin' coming back

I’m a gangster, I’m a soldier, I got sales on Minnesota

I’m really thugging, I can show you

Fuck feelings, my heart frozen

Every time we go and expose you

Don’t act stupid, you know the motive

I just pray and keep it on me

When I pray it’s even on me

You know I’m pistol packin', shawty get it clappin' like the 'Nolia

Ain’t no lackin', bitch I’m strapped up, every day I’m loaded

He took one of my kind so forever bitch I owe it

The streets or in the jail nigga, I remain a soldier

Been swingin' them choppers like a nigga from the 'Nolia

Back when I was young my mama told me I’m a soldier

Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier

She told me get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier

Bitch wanna love me and now that I done got a lil bit older

My niggas that’s really with it, you better quit it, I thought I told ya

Better get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier

Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier

Bitch I’m in LA, sippin' Wockhardt with Philly

Smoking big blunts of gelato, boy this high don’t go away

Man they took my dog away, yeah they took my heart away

Homicide on my line, I’ma learn the harder way

Bitch I’m sliding every day, this ain’t slide, no way

Dropping thirty for 30, got 'bout twenty more to spray

Mama say she stressin' crazy 'bout me, all she do is pray

Ask the lord to forgive me, hope he wash these sins away

'Cause I been swinging that chopper like a nigga from the 'Nolia

I been about that action, I know them niggas done told you

See I ain’t here to hold you, this shit really never over

It’s Glizzy Gang bitch, we bring it to you like we owe you, pussy

Been swingin' them choppers like a nigga from the 'Nolia

Back when I was young my mama told me I’m a soldier

Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier

She told me get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier

Bitch wanna love me and now that I done got a lil bit older

My niggas that’s really with it, you better quit it, I thought I told ya

Better get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier

Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier