[Intro] Whole list in my notes Whole list in my phone (yeah) Say they steppers? Watch this [Verse 1] Lil Chrome got a prop in his vid, that’s rental Swear he got “sticks” but the barrel look gentle Seen him in person, he folded like dental Soft boy, talk tough through a comment stencil Young Draco said he took trips with a load GPS screenshots, never left his zip code Cap in his captions, crop out the store code Tag on his jacket still swing on the wardrobe Ice Rell in the club with a loaner chain Whole crew thirsty, share one bottle, same lane Flash on, angles tight, tryna crop out shame I was in the back countin’ cash off a real stain Paper Jax claim he ran through the opp block He was at the mall gettin’ pressed in the food spot Cameras caught panic in his eyes, had a mood drop I was in a hoody eatin’ fries when the mood popped (facts) [Chorus] They just paper chains and platinum lies (yeah) Screenshots saved, I don’t gotta try Name by name, I don’t let it slide Lil Chrome, Young Draco, you decide Ice Rell, Paper Jax, pick a side You rap that life, I provide receipts You rap that war, I provide the streets You rap that step, I define the beat Paper chains and platinum lies on repeat (on repeat) [Verse 2] Lil Chrome talk “body for body,” that’s jokes Only thing dyin’ is the stash on his folks Got his mom card maxed on designer he post Talk about smoke, he allergic to smoke Young Draco flex “plug” on a burner app Whole time that “plug” is his cousin with a starter pack Say he got pounds, but the zip look flat Whole ounce on the ‘gram, that’s a Reggie pack Ice Rell throw cash on a rented couch Pick it back up when the story close out Saw him at the ATM, fifteen out Ask for a feature, he offered a shout Paper Jax say his chain got a custom cut Google image show the same piece, that’s tough Type big threats but his lyrics all fluff Talk big checks, but his bank stay rough (broke) [Chorus] They just paper chains and platinum lies Screenshots saved, I don’t gotta try Name by name, I don’t let it slide Lil Chrome, Young Draco, you decide Ice Rell, Paper Jax, pick a side You rap that life, I provide receipts You rap that war, I provide the streets You rap that step, I define the beat Paper chains and platinum lies on repeat (on repeat) [Bridge] Say a name, I can pull up stats Old posts, same shoes, same flat New vid, same cap, same act Same fear in they face when it’s all subtract (gone)

rap, Bleak drill-trap beat, dark detuned piano loop with eerie high-passed keys, sliding sub-heavy 808s and crisp, ticking hats. Male vocals, cold and dry in the verses with tight doubles on rhyme ends; hook explodes with wider stereo ad-libs and subtle octave layer. Sparse, menacing atmosphere; bass swells between lines to let the disrespect land, occasional stutter drops and tape stops before punchlines., fake, drill

Paper Chains & Platinum Lies