PARIS Lyrics

Paris, ay

Stay fly dreaming bout paris, ay

Hop out the hole like a rabbit, ay

With a mask and a glock like a bandit, ay

Paris, ay

Wish I could wake up in paris, ay

Split the sugar from the candy, ay

Randy manny not handy, ay

Red flowers and wet towers and death sour in Paris

I took off my fake name talking bout the fame game talking bout cars and chasis

I killed these niggas then spliff these cigas then killed that nigga called Harris

I dumped the bitches and stopped they kisses but still Im fucking with Charis

Flipping through an English dictionary

Fuck it man Im really sick of andy

Hit all the ho's then, hit on alice

Man Im sick of andy I might kill your manny

Ex to the next then celibate, ayy

Ring on the finger celebrate, ayy

That nigga married tell a maid, ayy

Tell a governor to sell a state, ay

Stay fly dreaming bout Paris, ay

Hop out the hole like a rabbit, ay

Addition, no fuck that talk about subtraction

That's me, talking a dumb bachelor

I sank the silver with a bronze anchor

The cameras right, with the wrong captures

Nigga Im bright but Im not mature wait

Nigga, wait

Take that step back nigga, wait

Call that a set back nigga, wait

Fuck it I said that nigga, wait

Now listen

Im Scotty but Im not Pippen

Im sorry cuz Im not tripping

Im solid man Im not weakling

Im hungry so Im not sipping

Tell Kyrie Irving he's fantastic

When I blow ima let a fan slap me

Throw some ice in the Atlantic

That's a dolphin's fantasy

Shoot at a bulls eye Ricochet

Like Ab-Soul I live on shades

Asking myself is he real or fake

Im the shit my nigga leave or take

I gotta fly to Paris, ayy

Stay fly dreaming bout paris, ayy

Hop out the hole like a rabbit, ayy

With a mask and a glock like a bandit, ayy

Paris, ay

Wish I could wake up in paris, ay

Split the sugar from the candy, ay

Randy manny not handy, ay

Red flowers and wet towers and death sour in Paris

I took off my fake name talking bout the fame game talking bout cars and chasis

I killed these niggas then spliff these cigas then killed that nigga called Harris

I dumped the bitches and stopped they kisses but still Im fucking with Charis

My name on the hit list, maybe its a misfit

Maybe them niggas just put me on they wish list

It could be a B-list, it could be a C-list

It could be D or E what is this

I hit the sky with no limits nigga

And I mean start to finish nigga

I'm an alpha so timid nigga

Taste so sour stupid nigga

I stay fly dreaming bout Paris nigga

Hop out the hole like a rabbit nigga

Ima hit the billboard someday, look

Im sick of being bored on Sundays, look

I can kill a kid in a gunplay, look

On a Monday, look

That's Humphrey, mm

I'm not ten over ten I'm maximum

My uncle fucking my aunty's mum

I aint telling no one till tammy comes

But I spilled the gag my nigga tell me not

I guess the pussy was very hot

And after that it felt very rot

I do love rihanna beyonce

But I not know if she loves me

So I left my girl cuz she ugly

And I put off my phone cuz she called me

She fixing her heart with some Hennessey

But the white shit ain't necessary

Im counting numbers in Tennessee

And I cant see a nine its a ten I see

Im triple stripped like adidas

Bitches go wild like animals

And my dick feel good like Im in ho's

Fuck that shit nigga Im exposed look

I gotta fly to Paris, ayy

Stay fly dreaming bout paris, ayy

Hop out the hole like a rabbit, ayy

With a mask and a glock like a bandit, ayy