London/Paris

Yeah, uh Niggas all loud in they tone, but whenever they talk, man I really can't hear it Boy, I was broke for so long, had to catch me a spark, go ahead and repair it Sound like the flow from London, but I really wanna go shop in Paris Shout out to the boss Rick Ross cause a nigga like me like his girls in pairs, yeah Pass me the floss, I just went to Pinolandia, I got carne in my teeth Well respected, don't need to check in anywhere I go Shit, I don't even speak You find my hard drive, you could get rich I ain't even gon' trip, you could keep that leak I be in the cut just cheffin' up hits, tryna make sure the whole gang on fleek How you don't step if you know you gotta pop out You niggas got the same amount of class as a dropout You working to be like me, you better clock out You really gon' come up short like a crop top Pussy ass nigga want smoke, I'm a hotbox Do you like Puff, if you lame, get cropped out Don't let 'em play with me, Stern with the lockout I could give a damn what a bitch tryna talk 'bout I don't need you To school me, I could do it I'm improving, I go dumb and I act like a nuisance Drop a bomb like I'm plugged in with Putin Not the two, I'm the one Better pull out yo cam like I'm Newton I came out of the blue, it's confusing like whoa Niggas all loud in they tone, but whenever they talk, man I really can't hear it Boy, I was broke for so long, had to catch me a spark, go ahead and repair it Sound like the flow from London, but I really wanna go shop in Paris Shout out to the boss Rick Ross cause a nigga like me like his girls in pairs, yeah Pass me the floss, I just went to Pinolandia, I got carne in my teeth Well respected, don't need to check in anywhere I go Shit, I don't even speak You find my hard drive, you could get rich I ain't even gon' trip, you could keep that leak I be in the cut just cheffin' up hits, tryna make sure the whole gang on fleek Talking my shit like 24/7, this ain't just rap, I don't need no beat Real trendsetter, they was riding my wave since 'bout 12th grade, I was just 18 I be in the stu just cooking up Ye, my bro play keys, call his ass Mike Dean I shoot my shot, yell "Bang!", Chief Keef Shoot my shot, yell "Bang!", Mike Breen I don't ever miss unless I'm talking to a grown ass woman I don't want her, she a shone ass woman Tell 'em make sure that the throne got cushion I don't give a f*ck who was there when I took it Everybody wanna compare, wanna make cold stares Cause I'm doing everything they couldn't Point blank, bitch, if you was me, you wouldn't Niggas all loud in they tone, but whenever they talk, man I really can't hear it Boy, I was broke for so long, had to catch me a spark, go ahead and repair it Sound like the flow from London, but I really wanna go shop in Paris Shout out to the boss Rick Ross cause a nigga like me like his girls in pairs, yeah Pass me the floss, I just went to Pinolandia, I got carne in my teeth Well respected, don't need to check in anywhere I go Shit, I don't even speak You find my hard drive, you could get rich I ain't even gon' trip, you could keep that leak I be in the cut just cheffin' up hits, tryna make sure the whole gang on fleek