BALCONY IN PARIS Lyrics

We were friends now we ops, that shit don't make no sense

I want a Audi, want a Lexus, want a Mercedes Benz

I can tell you anything but what my niggas did

I only give my last dollar to my fuckin kids

I only owe an explanation to my fuckin parents

She wanna take these backshots on a balcony in Paris

I'm tryna stack this money up, I call that shit Tetris

I just want my respect, want me props, want my credits

Won't be satisfied til that pussy get popped

They won't be satisfied til I my body drop

Gucci on my hat, on my shirt, on my socks

I'll only stop going hard when the day my heart stop

Fucked around and fucked a stripper in the club kitchen

This lifestyle amazing, I wish you could witness

Them niggas acting like bitches, nigga I can't tell a difference

Come here little baby, ride my dick when I'm tripping

I don't do drugs but God damn I feel amazing

I only met like two girls that was worth chasing

Hatred in the air, I try my best, I can't escape it

I feel like the thrown is for taking watch Juice God take it

Slime got the packs and they bussing out the basement

Slime got the white hoes in here getting naked

My niggas so secretive, you would think we mason

We should have a jingle when we plot like Jason

Surgeon got my bitch ass and her titties poking

I just stay in my lane like a fun night of bowling

I was brought up to get money and staying focus

But that bad bitch was so bad she kinda stole my focus

I don't know what you heard but I'm a fuckin pimp

She say her baby daddy broke, I'm sorry I'm not him

If I stack this money up I'll be jumping out the gym

Watch me go from Jaro Woods and turn to Shawn Kemp

Flo so dope I should be serve these Js and fiends

Put my dick inside her throat now she can't breath

Grandma said slow down, get some rest get some sleep

I'm sorry but I'm get money even in my dreams

Gotta be careful cause niggas tryna plot and scheme

I'm a strong believer in there's no I in team

But when it come to making money there's a M-E

That money made by me, that bitch get fucked by me

We were friends now we ops, that shit don't make no sense

I want a Audi, want a Lexus, want a Mercedes Benz

I can tell you anything but what my niggas did

I only give my last dollar to my fuckin kids

I only owe an explanation to my fuckin parents

She wanna take these backshots on a balcony in Paris

I'm tryna stack this money up, I call that shit Tetris

I just want my respect, want me props, want my credits