Niggas In Paris

SHYSTIE

[Verse 1]
So you know I had to kill it
Heard a lot of motherfcukers spitting on the instrumental who up under me
But I never heard a woman on the riddim that be absolutely killing it and fuck it up with no apologies
So, I heard all the covers everybody jumping on and I'ma make em run for cover let me bun dem
Reign on em, summertime flow lemme son dem
I'll bodybag any motherfucker I'm from London

[Verse 2]
Ball so hard that shit cray, na hold up that shit mad
I want one Porsche in all grey, na hold up all white goes hard
I took this man out on dates, he ain't use to lobster and warm plates
He talking 'bout he want PERi-naise, na this ain't Nando's nigga better know I'm paid

[Verse 3]
Listen to the riddim how I'm flowing on it
Gotta make history, be iconic
They don't really wanna be about when I'm on it
Cause I'm too bloodclart sick, if I'm honest

[Verse 4]
When I go in bitch, I go in hard
If you can do it better than me then step up
If you can't, I don't wana hear no talk
You’re a pussy and you'll get outlined in chalk you prick

See me in the club in my ray rays
Goose got me hanging like KKK
Spend so much that shit cray
C gave P's to the DJ-J
Told him wheel up Rozay
Hoes got gassed like No way
We do ice cold shots of jager
Im like bitch you better know we do this all day

See I got da niggas inda 0121
So you know dat I got rep brum, BAWW
Can I say the word nigga? well Gweneth was allowed
Got niggas in north east west and da south

From London town, im ah rude bitch
My circles tight, no rubix
Told motherfckas this is more than music
Now im killing it, motherfcuka act stupid

Acting like they dont know im ill
Bitch ive heard ya shit and its eww
Bitch ive seen ya shit and its whack
R.I.P bitches dont come back, your dead

I dont give a shit about how you’re feeling
Ina couple months im gona hurt feelings
Im gona tear shit up right down to the ground
Gona wish u stuck around and believed in boy

[Hook]
I love my life this shit Cray, na this shits mad (repeat)
Mad (Repeat)