[Intro]
Y'all ready know what it is
I got u
Uhhhhhh, Spark
Uhh, yeah, Paper Platoon we ride

[Verse 1]
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
I'm making paper planes out your court order of protection
I've been snorting on this coke, the more I dice it into sections
Syrup heavy got me fucked in my intestines
And the smoking could be chronic but I'm too afraid to test it
Got the Pimp C, I rolled a double, fold a crease
Hold them gats, fuck the police
You want some beef, we got Kobe
You got homies, I got homies
We got one street, homie, fuck peace
Our team got keys to fund our heat
Our runs will end our enemies
But we swaggin', syrup splashin' on you mo'fukkas
Paper Platoon, we out to doom, fuck them other suckers
And y'all know what it is, Amber Rose get a kid
And that shit ain't from the Wiz cause it's the spark