Itchin’

[x3:]
My fingers, they itchin they itchin for dat paper

My momma said fuck it niggah hit the streets and live.
Got some crack in the corner and I did what I did.
The neighbors they dnt like me I got jays at the dowah
Told my grandma I dnt needa bed I’m sleeping on the floor
Got my tool need my flow then my two main hoes
Me and all my woahs stick together like bizos
Slop pasee who got the yay for the lows
And I keep birds with me like I’m straight out hollygrove

[x2:]
My fingers, they itchin they itchin for dat paper
I’m riding round the city and I got that calculator
I’m a mothafuqin monsta wen it come to getting that paper (aye)

I’m a dog, and I eat that dog food
I’m a G, I put red on all my shoes
Come and see my la familia got peru
And I plead not guilty until proved
Got birds than the zoo
Got chickens in the coup
Got shottas that’ll shoot
And I stay on dj screw
Wen u drop it it coming back like dj clue
I make a profit I can go and by school
I’m a A1 nigga can’t lose
Free band gang put u on the news
Then hit Blue Flames shoot pool
Put 20 my tru’s then 20, 000 fool
I put a plate together like paid man in dues
I’m (w) rapping dope to yew

[x2:]
My fingers, they itchin they itchin for dat paper
I’m riding round the city and I got that calculator
I’m a mothafuqin monsta wen it come to getting that paper (aye)