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paris - tbg sa lyrics

so i got dreams of living out in paris i’m a drug dealer but i’m tryna stack these
assets tryna f*ck these b*tches who coming from calabasas
i’m building all my visions, my n*ggas want golden caskets
these b*tches give me kisses, these b*tches, they shaking asses
these b*tches catching feelings, they thinking i’m where the cash is
i’m aiming with precision when i’m shooting at the masses
tell me what you little n*ggas know bout paying taxes

solving all these problems while i’m stunning on my exеs
chilling with my idols and they giving me their blеssings
popping all these bottles, i’ma start me a collection
i secure the bag, b*tch, i call that sh*t protection
talkin’ bout what we had, yeah, that b*tch need my attention
i got jet lag, tryna build me a connection the plane be moving fast, so i’ll be there in a second
making all these racks from these illegal possessions

so i got dreams of living out in paris i’m a drug dealer but i’m tryna stack these assets
tryna f*ck these b*tches who coming from calabasas
i’m building all my visions, my n*ggas want golden caskets
these b*tches give me kisses, these b*tches, they shaking asses
these b*tches catching feelings, they thinking i’m where the cash is
i’m aiming with precision when i’m shooting at the masses
tell me what you little n*ggas know bout paying taxes

like a river, b*tch, i flow, hey, d*mn, make you float
certain sh*t i know, i know you n*ggas do not know
you’ll see a lot of money if you open up that door
i told her, open up so i can put it in a throat
like, d*mn, can’t be broke, i put that on my soul
places that i go, i know you n*ggas cannot go
shawty wanna f*ck, she said, boy, take a video
swear i keep it blunt, i’m always high, but on the low
(yeah)
i’m on some real sh*t
if i cop some real estate, she’ll wanna visit
d*mn she want my time, but i’m too inconsistent
captain of the streets, i swear i’m on a mission
(yeah)
she never listen
how you supposed to listen if we always kissing
hennessy in the bottle, but i’m the one she sippin
d*mn she on her knees, i’m the one she believe in
i break hearts, but i also break bread
tryna cop me horses, i’m talking bout a mustang
never taking l’s, b*tch, we only learning lessons
swear i be a gift, b*tch, i swear you feel my presence
i make art, can you feel the cadence
i flow, even during conversations
you know i’m in different coordinations
you couldn’t land even if i dropped location
so i got dreams of living out in paris
i’m a drug dealer, but i’m tryna stack these assets
tryna f*ck these b*tches who coming from calabasas
i’m building all my visions, my n*ggas want golden caskets
these b*tches give me kisses, these b*tches, they shaking asses
these b*tches catching feelings, they thinking i’m where the cash is
i’m aiming with precision when i’m shooting at the masses

tell me what you little n*ggas know bout paying taxes

- tbg sa lyrics

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