MIXTAPE Lyrics

This the tango in Paris

Paris is where we should be

I wanna eat some croissants and chill on the side of the beach

Go to hang out with my French friends

And explain to them

That French fries are American

But they wont understand

Wait

I'm goin beast mode

On ya weak clothes

On ya weak drip

On ya weak O's

On ya new whip

All them dollars you getting don't make sense

Where u robbing at

Took your common sense

And mashed up w somethin that makes sense

Man get some sense

And by sense I'm talkin money

I got dollar dollar bills

Dollar bills on my head

Cause all you little chickens rather fight with me instead

We should fight for all the reasons that matter around the world

But instead imma sit on my couch and eat some pizza rolls

Its antone

Damn this mixtape really out here going-

Man its not a mixtape what is you talking bout

Its more of an album

But this one song goin crazy

I tried to shut them all out

But they wouldn't listen

Now I got demons

Nah I'm just playin I'm good

I remember days when i was no good

I'm only 13 and I'm just getting better

I'm standing in Florida but got on a sweater

My children gone have a nice life when I'm older

Driving nice cars pull up in a range rover

Metal on metal like a damn roller coaster

Meeting with the man the president

Man roll over

Like a mobile lil parlor

Chillin by the water with the gators and the spoilers

Changing bike chains like my socks when its over

Lawless on the beat he's goin crazy little coiner

Changing up all the flows like I'm Joyner

One take