High roller ft. Yasmin Lyrics

Built like gods if they are greek

Get my name right then we might speak

She's like "c'est toi qui fais ta musique ?"

Do you see anyone else in this bitch ?

Tats on my body you can't read

Still they wanna meet the Persian boy

You only come for fashion week

Rive gauche rive droite at my patio

Take it piano

Ain't much you can tell me these days

Dropping masterpieces and hangin low

Swear I'm outta place these days

I miss a time I did not know

Disco-nympho, rolling loud in Monte Carlo

Window, wind blow, blowing snow in San Francisco

Chevy bimbos, 80s pornos

Many hate on my mixtures

Many say I ain't where I'm from

Many hate on my cultures

Many say "go back where you're from"

Dropped outta college

But I topped my class

"T'es sûr que c'est pas risqué ?"

"T'es sûr que ça passe ?"

You ain't heard me if you gotta ask

I'm getting money and I'm grabbing -

High roller and higher life

High roller and higher life

High roller and higher life

High roller and higher life

High roller and higher life

High roller and higher life

High roller and higher life

I go smoothly with the moves

And I get money how I choose

In south of France I got the views

I'll go crazy on the news

Yeah homies never more than douze

This ain't a gang bitch it's a zoo

She said "take me to your studio"

So I took her to my bedroom

In here no legroom

Put them on my back and shoulders to save room

White washed girls do come around

And white washed girls all better know

My immigrant kin didn't come on boat

For me to jump at any hoe

"Euh that's slightly offensive euh"

"You can't say that shit"

Keyboard's french it's typing "thé" instead of "the"

I swear it's killing me

A keynote when she talks

She from Paris

You know how chéries be

I put my time and energy

To rep three countries with no embassies

And that's on me, on me, on me, on me and only me

That's on me and everything I own

S/o Paris homie s/o Rome

Chéries see me, I make every single moan

And it's like that

Italian blood, it ain't that bad

Slick back, all black

Yeah and they love that

"Love" ? Hold on wait it ain't like that

Hate me ? Look back there's where your line at

"Tu viens d'où ?"

Je viens - wait who are you ?

Way too many ask for rendezvous

Name's Dariush aka the musical prostitute

Bevo per dimenticare

Ma ora non ricordo

"Do you know Italian or sign language ?"

I can use my hands if you want to know

People out here they be talking shit

People out here they ain't doing this

Wake up at dawn, making hits with no yawn

Homie dreams are dreamt

But are built with grit

People out here they be talking shit

People out here they ain't doing this

Wake up at dawn, making hits with no yawn

Homie dreams are dreamt

But are built with grit