Half of Nepal

[Verse 1: Spark Master Tape] Half of Nepal in my undercoat Magnum in the dresser like a thunder bolt I learned mathematics just to sell my dope Boy I learned a gun just to sell my coke Candy in the dirt killa, now we King sling Put in that work cuh, gun straight banging Paper Platoon, we them goons get your mo'fucking cash do the math we gon' run up on your ass like pow [Verse 1 repeated up to "King sling"] [Verse 2] Now you strapped like your girl bra You gone catch a hot, we yelling Worldstar Seven gun salute the bird call And we gon' smoke until this Earth fall And them coppers, man, they know my name Yeah we bleed, but don't look, don't believe the same things Outta my hand I break the law Got a big chance they catching on We move it down, we drop and chop and Ship them, long as we drunk and Shoplifting rock, bitch No glasses on, godless, mob living, cold flashes Spark Master Tape Never gave a fuck about a bitch, hoes, or a snitch I'm at a bitch house, eat a dick Rather be a rich motherfucker than broke as fuck Rather have a Benz on twenty nine rims sipping on some Pimm's in the middle of a golden tub Coke cuts, we bag 'em up No rush get tucked and touched Fuck around with us Paper platoon we smoke like uuhh.. [Verse 3] Spark Master Tape you have 60 seconds to win the million Oh man..Ppfft..Ahh I know this man, uhm.. Aight well it's Not gonna be A.. but uhmm.. aight what about something What if it's B.. nah nah that's not it.. I mean s-pfftt.. I guess it can be A, nahh man.. I guess it might.. nah.. Aight, what about D?.. Nah, if it was D then.. shit.. uhhhmm It must be A, A, A, bitch what the fuck is you say bitch Slap a ho like I'm racist, make the bitch get some braces Shoutout to the homeboy Raid, PAPER PLATOON ALL DAY We boxers play don't spin around, cause all this fuckin' cash is clay I'm Cassius Clay with a left hook Yeah we duck out Leave the ref shook You a fuck boy and a fake thug Catch a real slug from the paper I guess.. I guess my answer's A BEEP