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No Paperwork is a track by Tsu Surf, taken from the album “REAL INSIDE COLD OUTSIDE”, released September 10, 2026 on Raw Bunch. It runs 2:24 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Play button above when a verified stream is available, or choose a listening service from the other options.
Within the album sequence, this recording sits alongside Rico Intro, Real Inside, Broke Twin. Open the album page to compare the full running order and the listening options available for each song.
Song details
- Song
- No Paperwork
- Artist
- Tsu Surf
- Release
- REAL INSIDE COLD OUTSIDE
- Format
- Album
- Duration
- 2:24
- Release date
- September 10, 2026
- Record label
- Raw Bunch
- Content notice
- Explicit
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Lyrics
Find another songBet' not see yo' name in no paperwork
Caught that body, went straight to church
Thought these was pain killers, these shits make it worse
Sleep wit' my stick, she said I make her nervous
No, he can't slide, he ain't never put no work in
Bro said that he gon' rob before he flip a burger
Can't get that blood up off yo' hands wit' just no dish detergent
Feds hit me wit' dem blixx, I could've got hit fa murder
Told lil' bro call me once they drop them shots on watcha call it
My bitch be laid up in my crib, my bitch could work at Starlets
This dress down, it's tweney thou-wow in these Louis joggers
They came, they searched all in my cell, my knife was in my toilet
They got da gang, free all dem, hold on, my killa callin'
My momma text me said my grandma text her, told me call her
They got da gang, free all dem, hold on, my killa callin'
My momma text me said my grandma text her, told me call her
Bet' not see yo' name in no paperwork
Caught that body, went straight to church
Thought these was pain killers, these shits make it worse
Sleep wit' my stick, she said I make her nervous
When it's oppy outside, I get a funny feelin'
But when them glocks start firing, I'm real numb to killing
Most the time I'm on my grind, stayin' tucked and chillin'
I lost my brother and my pops, I'm still ****in' healin'
Way before I had millions, we was drug dealin'
My blood posted on them blocks 'cause he love drillin'
I hit the 'raq, it's two o 'clock, I'm in the club wit' it
Check my accounts like they stocks, put a dubb in it
Made some eight figure plays, still a thug wit' it
Add another eight figures, put some pub in that shit
I don't really give a ****, I'm still shrugging and shit
Point a gauge at his face, throw a slug in that shit
That's what **** **** get that be muggin' and shit
Might have rats in the circle layin' bugs in that bitch
Buryin' the whole click, don't get dug in that shit
**** don't not only snitch, go above in that shit
Bet' not see yo' name in no paperwork
Caught that body, went straight to church
Thought these was pain killers, these shits make it worse
Sleep wit' my stick, she said I make her nervous
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