PARIS (feat. Svgar Beats)

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