Paper Route

I can't open up my heart, ayy
 I can't open up my heart, ayy
 I can't open up my heart, hell nah, I can't open up my heart
 (Hokatiwi)
 ShittyBoyz
 I can't open up my heart
 It was dark in the deep, playing with them sharks
 Playing in the dark, bitches playing with my heart
 So, hell nah, bitch, I can't open up my heart
 Open up my heart? I'd rather open bank accounts
 Fraud of the rap, pray that we make it out
 On the road, dodging hate on the paper route
 Open up my heart? Bitch, open a bank account
 Karma snuck on me like a hiccup
 Don't ask what's the score, nigga, we up
 [?] put yo seat up
 Turn his block to Kalahari, bro wet the street up
 More pain, that's an extra bar to the face
 Wearing BAPE in Chase, that's an extra shark in the bank
 OT with some extra cards and they blank
 In a foreign whip, that's an extra star in the Rafe
 SB be the gang but it's more to it
 Gassed up, nah, fuck a break, can't afford losing
 Life like Fortnite, I been storm juking
 Pulled the stick outta Star Wars, I'm a stormtrooper
 Niggas talking 'bout that rain, I was standing in a hurricane
 In a dark place, just praying I don't go insane
 Worry about our next meal, mama tryna maintain
 Now we really up, told Bando pass the champagne
 Ha-ha, bitch choosing off the Bin Reaper
 Pockets jumping off the jacks like a gym teacher
 Used to be City Trends, now it's Big Beavers
 I'm either slamming freak bitches or chip readers
 Do the dash in a foreign, Lightning McQueen
 Throw a fist? You gon' end up fighting a beam
 BIN scorch, think my pocket on ninety degrees
 Skating back to the future, I'm flying a Beam'
 Niggas don't get no cheese, are y'all lactose?
 Thought I was tying my shoe, I was reaching for the strap though
 Red tips, blue beam, Zap Zone
 Big dripper, step back from the splash zone
 Sent him to the Big Dipper if my slap blow
 ShittyBoyz broke? Mm-hmm, throw that cap on
 Bitches in the car screaming with they flash on
 First team scam stars, bitch, check the stats, bro
 I can't open up my heart
 It was dark in the deep, playing with them sharks
 Playing in the dark, bitches playing with my heart
 So hell nah, bitch, I can't open up my heart
 Open up my heart? I'd rather open bank accounts
 Fraud of the rap, pray that we make it out
 On the road, dodging hate on the paper route
 Open up my heart? Bitch, open a bank account
 Where the opps? Think they came to a conclusion
 Now we really up, they can forget about us losing
 He not really balling, think he need a substitution
 But I be busting ass, need to boost my attribution
 Ha-ha, this bitch used to act hard to fuck
 My bitch cold like she came from Antarctica
 Heavy metal type shit, jam hard as fuck
 Good spaceship, go ahead, Stan, start it up
 Alright, Tron, let me start the whip
 Thrust season, lil' dawg, better guard yo bitch
 Crack yo lil' whip up, Kevin Hart yo shit
 Running to the light 'cause I done seen it dark as shit
 Don't ask for my heart, it got threw away
 Thunder gun in the trunk, bitch, don't get blew away
 Start the UFO, hit the road and I flew away
 Pockets jacked up off the jacks, what you do today?
 I can't open up my heart
 It was dark in the deep, playing with them sharks
 Playin' in the dark, bitches playing with my heart
 So hell nah, bitch, I can't open up my heart
 Open up my heart? I'd rather open bank accounts
 Fraud of the rap, pray that we make it out
 On the road, dodging hate on the paper route
 Open up my heart? Bitch, open a bank account