Shiff (feat. Rexx Huncho)
Ay
Ay
Ay
Ay
Ay
Paris France on the kicks
Ay, yeah I just hit the shiff
Ok, I see you flexing with the rent
Ay, I know you gotta represent
Represent
I hit the shiff
Shiff
Out of there
Hit the shiff then I'm out of there
Hit the shiff
Then I dip
Hit the shiff then I'm out of there
These niggas ain't putting in work, they laying on they back getting fucked like some slaves
Talking like they paid
Man these dudes be lame, they putting on caps for days
Baseball team
I'm touching it down, I pass it around, I'm running It back
I got the sack no fumble
Fuck all that being humble
Just like a football team
The lil' bitch gon' suck for close to nothing
I'm serving that shit that have ya rumping
The fiens they love it
Have them bitches looking like beloved
I spray ya block down pull off in a bucket
The glock bubble wrap man I squeeze and I pop it
Hey, Hey
I just hit shiff
Yea I'm hot I'm off the rip
Yea, No faucet, check the drip
Me and Craig just smoked a zip
And It's like that
Paris France on the kicks
Ay, yeah I just hit the shiff
Ok, I see you flexing with the rent
Ay, I know you gotta represent
Represent
I hit the shiff
Shiff
Out of there
Hit the shiff then I'm out of there
Hit the shiff
Then I dip
Hit the shiff then I'm out of there
Hit the shiff then out out of there, gone
Get my chick out her underwear, gone
Hate on me don't get you anywhere, I'm on
And we can fucking link up anywhere, with guns
Hit you up with that chop stick
Run it back like Micheal Vick
'Sace my body I'm making 'em sick
Pull up with sticks, making a hit
I got some options cause they see I'm poppin' you book me then they gotta send a deposit
Money be callin', know that I'm on it
I hit my girl up and tell her go shopping
Go shoppin'
They see I'm poppin'
I get it rockin', I get it droppin'
Hit the shiff
Then I'm outta there
My kicks from Paris France, you gotta get a pair
Hit the shiff
Then I'm out of there
Hit the shiff
Then I'm out of there
Oh, you gotta get a pair (With the chopsticks)
Paris France
Oh, you gotta get a pair (Got the chopsticks)
Boy get out of here, you not from Paris France
Oh, I hit the money dance
You don't have a pair
You gotta get a pair
Now I'm outta here
Oh, you callin', I'm out of here
You talking no money, I'm out of here
Bitch
Ay
Ay
Ay
Ay
Paris France on the kicks
Ay, yeah I just hit the shiff
Ok, I see you flexing with the rent
Ay, I know you gotta represent
Represent
I hit the shiff
Shiff
Out of there
Hit the shiff then I'm out of there
Hit the shiff
Then I dip
Hit the shiff then I'm out of there
These niggas ain't putting in work, they laying on they back getting fucked like some slaves
Talking like they paid
Man these dudes be lame, they putting on caps for days
Baseball team
I'm touching it down, I pass it around, I'm running It back
I got the sack no fumble
Fuck all that being humble
Just like a football team
The lil' bitch gon' suck for close to nothing
I'm serving that shit that have ya rumping
The fiens they love it
Have them bitches looking like beloved
I spray ya block down pull off in a bucket
The glock bubble wrap man I squeeze and I pop it
Hey, Hey
I just hit shiff
Yea I'm hot I'm off the rip
Yea, No faucet, check the drip
Me and Craig just smoked a zip
And It's like that
Paris France on the kicks
Ay, yeah I just hit the shiff
Ok, I see you flexing with the rent
Ay, I know you gotta represent
Represent
I hit the shiff
Shiff
Out of there
Hit the shiff then I'm out of there
Hit the shiff
Then I dip
Hit the shiff then I'm out of there
Hit the shiff then out out of there, gone
Get my chick out her underwear, gone
Hate on me don't get you anywhere, I'm on
And we can fucking link up anywhere, with guns
Hit you up with that chop stick
Run it back like Micheal Vick
'Sace my body I'm making 'em sick
Pull up with sticks, making a hit
I got some options cause they see I'm poppin' you book me then they gotta send a deposit
Money be callin', know that I'm on it
I hit my girl up and tell her go shopping
Go shoppin'
They see I'm poppin'
I get it rockin', I get it droppin'
Hit the shiff
Then I'm outta there
My kicks from Paris France, you gotta get a pair
Hit the shiff
Then I'm out of there
Hit the shiff
Then I'm out of there
Oh, you gotta get a pair (With the chopsticks)
Paris France
Oh, you gotta get a pair (Got the chopsticks)
Boy get out of here, you not from Paris France
Oh, I hit the money dance
You don't have a pair
You gotta get a pair
Now I'm outta here
Oh, you callin', I'm out of here
You talking no money, I'm out of here
Bitch
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