lirik lagu paris – justin rarri
[chorus]
baby i’m trappin’, so just leave me ‘lone, i ain’t gon’ say how i feel today
i been ridin’ doley with my brothers, these n*ggas ain’t cut enough, i had to get away
f*ck all these broke n*ggas, i ain’t never really f*cked with y’all n*ggas
only worried ’bout the bands and my n*ggas, she don’t like it when i’m out with my n*ggas
b*tch, i’m a real life savage, f*ck a n*gga hoe, took her out to paris
and that b*tch know i’m ’bout it, i get two*hunnid*fifty in a mansion
on the gang i swear we wildin’, tool*er in the back, don’t try no edgy sh*t
told my whole team that i got ’em, f*ck on a hoe while i count these commas
i’m runnin’ it up, countin’ up obama’s
[verse]
got it all by myself, you ain’t believe, we was sellin’ leafs, with these hoes on me
n*gga set up with the gang, know they rock with me, big k!llers and them o’s with me
twenty*five just for the gold on three, can’t no n*gga walk, like he known with me
no number, just the gold on three (ugh)
got on my ass and b*tch put louis on my dawg
broke n*ggas talk down on my name, just like these hoggers, i’on trust ’em
i got a message for all you fake n*ggas, that have never seen me come from nothing
whole lotta hoes they mad at me, ’cause after i f*ck i swear i’ma dub her
told that b*tch i can fly her to asia, how you blowin’ my phone when you hate me?
only f*ck with me ’cause i got paper, they talking on me like they know i’ma take it
got rubies and ritz, tomorrow we baking it, and that n*gga try finding converstations, i hate it
that b*tch, we got them bands by our ‘lone, ‘lone, why they talkin’ to me? i’on know y’all
[chorus]
baby i’m trappin’, so just leave me ‘lone, i ain’t gon’ say how i feel today
i been ridin’ doley with my brothers, these n*ggas ain’t cut enough, i had to get away
f*ck all these broke n*ggas, i ain’t never really f*cked with y’all n*ggas
only worried ’bout the bands and my n*ggas, she don’t like it when i’m out with my n*ggas
b*tch, i’m a real life savage, f*ck a n*gga hoe, took her out to paris
and that b*tch know i’m ’bout it, i get two*hunnid*fifty in a mansion
on the gang i swear we wildin’, tool*er in the back, don’t try no edgy sh*t
told my whole team that i got ’em, f*ck on a hoe while i count these commas
i’m runnin’ it up, countin’ up obama’s
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