[Intro]
We still in Paris with it (Bonjour ma boy)
I need a French lover
Someone slight, someone undercover
Just one night and some good fuckin'
My big bro lost his passport, man this motherfucker
Hardheaded, Scarlet Witch husband
Hard hitter, but I still love 'em
[Verse 1]
Look, look
We been, in the club getting litty
My niggas get greedy when that DJ drop that vide'
Vid, vid, vid (Woah)
I'm fucked I'm shitty, I'm picking out my pick me
I only fuck if he pretty
The fans inside of the peninsula wanted a TikTok and some quick pictures
I gave them that and a big hug and a big smile and said "I fuck with ya"
I'm grown now, it's my Jordan year
Omer Fedi thrеw me my bar mitzvah
I'm reckless, my colognе spray cost 4k like a large picture
[Chorus]
I'm just thanking God that the flight made it through
This a different style of the white, red, and blue
I swear I'm inspired making music with my crew
Niggas out in Paris, baby, comment allez-vous?
[Verse 2]
Yeah, LA nigga just hit me on Face Time, we ain't even on LA time
But time zones ain't the reason I don't wanna talk, I just don't wanna talk on Face Time
I was just at the louvre for the first time, mmm
But I ain't like the music I think they should play mine
Run me that Industry Baby, that Dolla Sign Slime, and that Scoop in the club
But if I walk in that bitch tell promoters and bookers them boys need to run me my bucks
I do not talk to a nigga for more than a week if I do then you lucky as fuck
I'm not in Paris here looking for love
Who am I fuckin' tonight for the dub (Yuh)
[Chorus]
I'm just thanking God that the flight made it through
This a different style of the white, red and blue
I swear I'm inspired making music with my crew
Niggas out in Paris, baby, comment allez-vous?