Paris, France

She got a pretty face and slim waist, tryna see what shawty talkin' bout

Why she actin' bougie, met this bitch up at the Waffle House

I don't want her to leave, but I like the way she walk it out

If we fightin', we can talk it out

Let's take a trip to France, Paris, France a vacay

It's just me and you, fuck them hoes and what they say

I give you my heart, if you promise you gon' keep it safe

You keep runnin' through my mind, you drivin' me insane

She like, do you feel the same? Nah for sure, bae, we so locked in

Ayy, it's just me and you, bae, we bound to win