In Paris Lyrics

Me and this beat go together like it was a marriage

Such a class act all you rappers is Ferris

Bet they gone play this shit over and over again

Like Yeezy and Jigga in Paris

Just isn't fair to contemporaries

Ending careers oh bitch you worried

Remember years they didn't compare me

Now all I hear is this shit is clearly

A mix between Kendrick Shady and Drizzy a rare breed

Young visionary gonna be kicking that shit till they say that the kid legendary

Like a young Simba I'm walking with pride and talking to God

You listen to fairies

Wishing for shit hoping stars will align its no wonder why

That y'all nowhere near me bitch

Lotta long nights lotta cold winters

If you can't relate we got no business

In other words we should keep it short

Prolly won't get a long with ya

In the city I'm a white pretty Flacko

Though on my body no Fendi Prada

Bitches still bring me up like a trendy topic

They watching me cook like Benihanas

Tryna get all in these denims but I'm stingy with it

I ain't got no sense like I'm penny pinching

And the way that I butcher this beat

Would've swore that Benny did it

Got plenty writtens that's plenty ammo

Your head'll look good sitting on this mantle

Fuck with me and I might go Rambo

Me and Squid in the lab cooking up like we some chemists

I'm nice with the raps he nice with the mixes

I'm Oppenheimer on the mic when I drop

All of you rappers could die any minute

We laugh about that every time that we finished

Like bro this shit crazy we might need a witness

One hand on a bible one hand on a rifle

Cause after this I just might need some repentance

Cause the way I speak is like 3 Ali's meets J.I.D.

So say goodby or C'est la vie

I don't play bout shit I just play for keeps

That's a lot of paper got a lot of haters

It's a holiday on the day I leave

It's like catching a plane after TSA

Gone have to go through a lot of shit to get to me