LOST N PARIS Lyrics

Yuh Bitch

I was just raised up in shit

Robbing them fuckers just trying to get rich

I got no money guess karma's a bitch

I'm going places that I've never been ay

over and over I spin

Live in the moment but dying within

I got no minimum playing pretend

I can evade

Fuck all that shit that they say

I feel washed up like I am in Coldplay

I can't believe all the money I make

Stirring the pot of the magic of fate

Ay ay ay

What in the fuck did you say?

I been debating on changing my name

I can admit it's been fucking my brain

Fuck it up

Fucking it up

I got twelve bitches they up in my trunk

Fucking it up

Fucking it up

I got too many corpses in my trunk

Don't take a sniff

I keep the blunt rolled up

Uh yeah

Keep my iron tucked

Twelve pull me over I let it erupt

I do not kiss and tell

I do not

I do not piss and tell

I do not

I do not shoot and tell nah uh

Get that fucking shit over right now

I do not need a shooter because I am the ruler

Everybody on my dick uh yeah

I can't relate to you fuckers Because you got that minimum brain

Why in the fuck do you do this to me?

Eating away at my dignity

Fuck on that bitch because she's edible

yeah yeah yeah

I can not speak for the rest of us

I am not like the rest of us

I can just blame my ignorance

Little bitch I'm lost in Paris

Little bitch I'm lost in Paris