parisfrance

(New whip, hydraulic we found his crib and we pop it)
(I took that bitch to Paris, France outer space is our next target)
(Outer space geekin' with martians)
(Pussy we shot out the farthest)
(He not a killer just look at his stance
That nigga was never heartless)
New whip, hydraulic we found his crib and we pop it
I took that bitch to Paris, France outer space is our next target
Outer space geekin' with martians
Pussy we shot out the farthest
He not a killer just look at his stance
That nigga was never heartless
I push the button then go, we took the top off lean back in a ghost
She take her top off she giving me throat
Just like a swisher that nigga get smoked
He talk that talk so we cut off his throat
And nigga don't run or you get exposed
That boy a peasant, he far from the throne
Wrap up like a present we leave him in snow, ouu
I put the diamonds on my hands and iced out a watch
No this is not a plain jane
We could go band for band nigga its a lot
This shit getting harder to maintain
I up the pole right to his stril', we really bussin out brain-nains
I done got up got my pockets full, so imma go get me a new chain
New chain cost like a mansion
If you don't believe me we could get it brackin'
I shot at his feet
He stay talking sweet the scene really start to get tragic
I done popped so much imma freak
I got on that Maybach hit backflips
And we shoot from deep, we leaving the spot
We left that shit dramatic
New whip, hydraulic we found his crib and we pop it
I took that bitch to Paris, France outer space is our next target
Outer space geekin' with martians
Pussy we shot out the farthest
He not a killer just look at his stance
That nigga was never heartless
How the fuck you say you rich
I never even seen your broke ass touch a band
And i could never switch, i got it on flip
And i got the world in my hands
I let the choppa it rip, it hittin' your shit
Now he havin' trouble to stand
This the extendo clip, it pop pop quick
It all was a part of the plan
Double R and it got red seats, nigga this isn't a Bentley
I got on Richard Millie and on the M's think i spent three
We never seen him again, the gun i carry so deadly
Don't matter what you reppin', i still knock him off with a XD
New chain cost like a mansion
If you don't believe me we could get it brackin'
I shot at his feet
He stay talking sweet the scene really start to get tragic
I done popped so much imma freak
I got on that Maybach hit backflips
And we shoot from deep, we leaving the spot
We left that shit dramatic
New whip, hydraulic we found his crib and we pop it
I took that bitch to Paris, France outer space is our next target
Outer space geekin' with martians
Pussy we shot out the farthest
He not a killer just look at his stance
That nigga was never heartless
New whip, hydraulic we found his crib and we pop it
I took that bitch to Paris, France outer space is our next target
Outer space geekin' with martians
Pussy we shot out the farthest
He not a killer just look at his stance
That nigga was never heartless



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