[Intro]
Yeah, Pasha, ayy
Paris freestyle, "Skrilla" remix, ayy
[Part]
Three days outside in Paris and I have thirty on me right now
Pushin' packs, smokin' haze, and you know that exactly
I walk, I trap and I carry my weed through the city center
I am close with my brother and my brother is my plug
I drive a Cayenne and smoke a big joint on Thursday at eight
Cops knew all the time where I'm at and what I'm doing
Yeah, I spin and spin the city, yeah, I buy and pack it off
Yeah, I run with big bag full of weed, Adidas
Yeah, I would've told you, but we were out of touch
And the cops suck extremely because they shadow my brother
And I make as many bands in onе quarter as you do in a year
And probably more, if wе're honest, uh-huh
I listen to Tay K – "Lemonade" and drink a Lipton
And I would ship me and your girlfriend a bit
Yeah, I'm a 61 boy and they're hanging on my every word
And whenever I got lean in the cup, I gotta spill something
Yeah, I spill half the cup and I think I'm RB
And I wish Gucci, Prada, Givenchy and THC
German rappers only want clout when they mention my name now
Yeah, I was told about it, for me that's no problem
Drink a çay at my hairdresser and I wear Polo Ralph Lauren
Feeling like 2008 or 2010
And I was in Vienna a few days, but now I'm in Paris
And tomorrow to Berlin and then again in the streets
Uh, gang!