Paper Route Riches

Yeah… Adam La Morre

Paper Route mind, Wall Street hands Uh

They said don’t bet the chain,

I said fuck that noise JFrog poppin’ off,

I’m cashin’ like a boy toy

Calls on the rip,

supply chain got ‘em shook

I’m in the money,

dick hard for the look They hate,

I stack — La Morre don’t fold Options gettin’ wet,

I’m fuckin’ with the gold

South Memphis pace, Vancouver cold cash Adam in the booth,

but the ticker do the flash JFrog in my sights,

supply chain attack

I bought the dip like I’m fuckin’ on my back

Calls got thick, premium fat as hell

I ride that wave,

make the broker yell They talkin’ risk — nigga,

I talkin’ bags

I’m the type to kiss the chart then slap its ass Independent

like Dolph, I don’t need no label

Just a broker login and a nasty fable

Strike price kissin’, expiration tease

I’m in deep, boy — on my fuckin’ knees For that green,

that green, that paper route dream JFrog rippin’,

I’m nuttin’ on the screen

They said don’t bet the chain,

I said fuck that noise JFrog poppin’ off,

I’m cashin’ like a boy toy Calls on the rip,

supply chain got ‘em shook

I’m in the money,

dick hard for the look They hate,

I stack — La Morre don’t fold Options gettin’ wet,

I’m fuckin’ with the gold

Ain’t no 9-to-5, I’m timed like a strike Theta eatin’ slow,

but my size hit right

They panic sell, I buy the fuckin’ fear Tongue on the candle,

whisper “come here” Gay for the gains,

vulgar for the flex Ass out for the money,

no stress, next Memphis drawl in my head when the print go

green

“Preach” energy — but this ticker mean

I don’t chase clout,

I chase the contract Deep ITM,

boy — that’s a wet act

La Morre on the play,

they copy my move

I wink at the ask,

say “come fuck the groove” Supply chain bled,

my account got fed Now I’m countin’ stacks with a soft bed

head

Yeah… JFrog

Adam La Morre

Options on God Uh