Bonjour

[Verse 1] Straight off the plane, French bitch spittin' game This is for my niggas that be pushin' that cane They say no pain no gain, but, a nigga stay equipped with nova cane I'm swimming in her Frank Ocean That was kinda odd let me bring back the motion Spent 200k on the Porsche If rap is dead then I'm digging up the corpse You remind me of my Beamer How many bitches can fit in a two seater, huh I'm thinking that I need more space Think.. I wanna buy a brand new place I got a girl that love me But she act like she hate me when she fuck me We fuck to The Weeknd every weekend Guess I put it down cause her panties stay leakin' [Hook] Hop off the plane like Bonjour Whole week in France when we on tour These bitches screamin' like they want more She know what's up so what I need to talk for? x2 [Verse 2] See my dad is not around so the bitches call me papi Red octagon in my face couldn't stop me This shit don't fuckin' make sense it's like a quiet riot If I put this shit on iTunes would you fuckin' buy it Everything I start to rock, niggas go and fuckin' bite it Not a new toy in the store so don't fuckin' try it I'm not playing around, this ain't recess If niggas try to shoot me, bitch I got three vests Niggas say this shit is basphemy But I got a whole bunch of niggas that'll blast for me I'll make a diss song to you and put your girl on the hook I dropped the tape and told Dre to put this one in the books I pop up.. cause I'm popular They always wanna ask what you rockin' sir Looking in the mirror just to see what rich is Came in with four niggas, left out with eight bitches Tell me what's good, tell me what's bad Tell me what I got to do to take it all back Lord help us all, I was trynna walk before I crawled Now my girl calling, can't answer her calls Cause I'm too fucked up, staring at the wall I ignore her four times straight wasn't trynna fuss Months later was polite, but really was trynna fuck, What [Hook] [Verse 3] I had a talk with Drizzy and he said that I'm up next Only interested in bitches that's into rough sex I think it's time to swallow my pride, while your bitch swallow my kids I got her ass on the list Check.. I ain't blow up yet Got a main bitch but keep a couple hoes on deck She see ya boy pockets thick, so she let me in I walk up in the party, she like yeah that's him Get in my car.. feel the seats, finna stroke Niggas actin' funny but I really don't see the joke You see, its bitch niggas.. and its rich niggas But I'd rather be a nigga makin' eight figures I'm the reason why you never got ya bitch with ya I'm trynna chill she tryna fuck, don't be takin' pictures If you want a problem got a hundred niggas with us And nine times out of ten, man they all killas Money long, dread locks, only taking head shots Game in a head lock ... Stop