What U Heard
Fuck what you heard about me bitch
No stopping, I'm winning this shit
When you get dropped, when you get hit
Bitch, you'll know that it's Paris
Fuck what you heard about me bitch
No stopping, I'm winning this shit
When you get dropped, when you get hit
Bitch, you'll know that it's Paris
Ten toes down on the floor
I give less, they take more
Leave that shit at the door
They got nothing they're good for
Got stacked cash, banks offshore
They can't shop at my stores
Each song drop, we get bored
They got nothing they're good for
Paved my way, did it my own
Never had to farm, I set the tone
Never had to chase for my growth
Now I'm the princess, on my throne
Bitch I got shots to spare
New fits makin them stare
Petty disses, couldn't care
Still the Princess with no heir
You ain't fucking with Paris
Top in my city, I'm the heiress
I got racks, I got racks
I carry bitches on my back
AMN, still the head trio
No three's matching our egos
Can't match us in our field
Stay hating in your feels
Fuck what you heard about me bitch
No stopping, I'm winning this shit
When you get dropped, when you get hit
Bitch, you'll know that it's Paris
Fuck what you heard about me bitch
No stopping, I'm winning this shit
When you get dropped, when you get hit
Bitch, you'll know that it's Paris
Ten toes down on the floor
I give less, they take more
Leave that shit at the door
They got nothing they're good for
Got stacked cash, banks offshore
They can't shop at my stores
Each song drop, we get bored
They got nothing they're good for
No stopping, I'm winning this shit
When you get dropped, when you get hit
Bitch, you'll know that it's Paris
Fuck what you heard about me bitch
No stopping, I'm winning this shit
When you get dropped, when you get hit
Bitch, you'll know that it's Paris
Ten toes down on the floor
I give less, they take more
Leave that shit at the door
They got nothing they're good for
Got stacked cash, banks offshore
They can't shop at my stores
Each song drop, we get bored
They got nothing they're good for
Paved my way, did it my own
Never had to farm, I set the tone
Never had to chase for my growth
Now I'm the princess, on my throne
Bitch I got shots to spare
New fits makin them stare
Petty disses, couldn't care
Still the Princess with no heir
You ain't fucking with Paris
Top in my city, I'm the heiress
I got racks, I got racks
I carry bitches on my back
AMN, still the head trio
No three's matching our egos
Can't match us in our field
Stay hating in your feels
Fuck what you heard about me bitch
No stopping, I'm winning this shit
When you get dropped, when you get hit
Bitch, you'll know that it's Paris
Fuck what you heard about me bitch
No stopping, I'm winning this shit
When you get dropped, when you get hit
Bitch, you'll know that it's Paris
Ten toes down on the floor
I give less, they take more
Leave that shit at the door
They got nothing they're good for
Got stacked cash, banks offshore
They can't shop at my stores
Each song drop, we get bored
They got nothing they're good for
Credits
Writer(s): Paris Argo
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