PARIS DREAMS

I’m in I’m in Paris
Staring out a
Staring at a case of champagne
And the Eiffel
Look cash on me, pat my pockets like it’s weave
Out in traffic bob and weave
Ya’ll don’t come out side, yeah
And we climbing trees, 'Bout that action on the scene
I stunt double cause my cousin died, yeah
Had to eat when digital like EBT
You always record but you’re never live
Me and my niggas stack our money in these trees
Stack our phones out to eat when I’m with the guys, yeah
Right right ugh yeah
Right right ugh yeah
Free smoke free smoke
Like the girls I know
On sight Like the clothes ya’ll own
Ain’t no switching sides, yeah
PSA need check like TSA
Then I’m out like ETA
On CET Time, yeah
Ya’ll acting like a Bia I handle my B. I
Run it like MI til i make a mi. indoor outside
Game fowl and flagrant ya’ll flopping and point shaving
I move traffic on or offline, yeah
Right right ugh yeah
Right right ugh yeah
Yeah bruv I don’t think uhh I don’t think the PJ life is ever going to get old
man