Niggas In Paris

SHYSTIE [Verse 1] So you know I had to kill it Heard a lot of motherfcukers spitting on the instrumental who up under me But I never heard a woman on the riddim that be absolutely killing it and fuck it up with no apologies So, I heard all the covers everybody jumping on and I'ma make em run for cover let me bun dem Reign on em, summertime flow lemme son dem I'll bodybag any motherfucker I'm from London [Verse 2] Ball so hard that shit cray, na hold up that shit mad I want one Porsche in all grey, na hold up all white goes hard I took this man out on dates, he ain't use to lobster and warm plates He talking 'bout he want PERi-naise, na this ain't Nando's nigga better know I'm paid [Verse 3] Listen to the riddim how I'm flowing on it Gotta make history, be iconic They don't really wanna be about when I'm on it Cause I'm too bloodclart sick, if I'm honest [Verse 4] When I go in bitch, I go in hard If you can do it better than me then step up If you can't, I don't wana hear no talk You’re a pussy and you'll get outlined in chalk you prick See me in the club in my ray rays Goose got me hanging like KKK Spend so much that shit cray C gave P's to the DJ-J Told him wheel up Rozay Hoes got gassed like No way We do ice cold shots of jager Im like bitch you better know we do this all day See I got da niggas inda 0121 So you know dat I got rep brum, BAWW Can I say the word nigga? well Gweneth was allowed Got niggas in north east west and da south From London town, im ah rude bitch My circles tight, no rubix Told motherfckas this is more than music Now im killing it, motherfcuka act stupid Acting like they dont know im ill Bitch ive heard ya shit and its eww Bitch ive seen ya shit and its whack R.I.P bitches dont come back, your dead I dont give a shit about how you’re feeling Ina couple months im gona hurt feelings Im gona tear shit up right down to the ground Gona wish u stuck around and believed in boy [Hook] I love my life this shit Cray, na this shits mad (repeat) Mad (Repeat)