Super Syrpy Haliotosis

Spark, Paper Platoon, we ride [Verse 1] 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 eat Our runs will end our enemies But we swaggin', syrup splashin' on you mu'fuckas Paper Platoon, we out to doom, fuck them other suckas 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