@PARIS Lyrics

Count my guap

Gotta carry my nina

Word, we at the top

Boutta fill the arena up

Grind so hard can't stop

I know it's time I ain't checking the watch

I hopped on a plane I'm flying a lot

Word, promise it's never gon' stop

Nah i don't wanna hear it

Shh, I'm shopping' in Paris

I just be hopping on planes

I'm feeling fly like a motherfuckin' parrot

I'm just vibing out on the terrace

And I got diamonds on me got carrots, word

I used to be broke and embarrassed

Now I feel like the man of the year yuh

Honestly I'm at a hundred i started from zero

Now I'm in a place where I'm turning my dollars to euros

Honestly I might as well wear a cape cause I feel like the neighborhood hero

I had to make sure I'm bathing in ape for the bitches that said I'm a weirdo

I was just stuck in my room trying to figure out how to get it on my own

Yeah, I was just off of the shrooms at a beach telling bitches to leave me alone

Most of these niggas don't know what it takes

That's why we never really get along

Most of the time my phone stay on do not disturb

Now she asking me what I'm on

Nah i don't wanna hear it

Shh, I'm shopping in Paris

I just be hopping on planes

I'm feeling fly like a motherfuckin' parrot

I'm just vibing out on the terrace

And I got diamonds on me got carrots, word

I used to be broke and embarrassed

Now I feel like the man of the year yuh

I told lil shawty i'm sorry but i don't speak french

How I end up in her bedroom this shit getting intense

Nigga I done came a long way

In the game now used to sit on the bench

Now it's bad bitches in my face

Shit don't even make any sense

I still got jet lag so it's night time when I wake up

Shopping spree cause my cake up

Now it's shot o'clock in the BnB

So you know we all boutta stay up

Pass a thot like a layup

Throw a lob like a layup, damn

I fuck that bitch and I lay up, word

I fuck that bitch then I

Count my guap

Gotta carry my nina

Word, we at the top now

Im boutta fill the arena up

Grind so hard can't stop

I know it's time I ain't checking the watch

I hopped on a plane I'm flying a lot

Word, promise it's never gon' stop

Nah i don't wanna hear it

Shh, I'm shopping' in Paris

I just be hopping on planes

I'm feeling fly like a motherfuckin' parrot

I'm just vibing out on the terrace

And I got diamonds on me got carrots, word

I used to be broke and embarrassed

Now I feel like the man of the year yuh