Lyrics
I'm back in Paris
There's so many women I could marry
Fashion week start bussin up the swaggy
Got my invite waiting at the addy
In a telfar jacket wanna tally
Shoulder ache from culture that I carry
Women take sly photos and they tag me
In her downtime playing with her Fanny
(I luv it though) its getting tacky
Promoter paying upfront it made me happy
Got my eyes on another tax bracky
Is it glitter or gold
Is it glitter or gold
Is it glitter or gold
I'm back in Paris
Ran out the club I was running out of battery
Im on the edge got an Uber coming for me
I got a show in the morning but im horny
I had to set my alarm 8:40
Finished rehearsal she wonder where I'm staying
I know your walking tomorrow girl you're playing
Drink taste better when you ain't the one paying
(Know what I'm saying)
Rush when I hit you with that invite
No she looking for a test drive
Making me feel, that this could be real
When I come back to Paris will you need me still
Is it glitter or gold
Is it glitter or gold
Is it glitter or gold
Is it glitter or gold
Is it glitter or gold
Is it glitter or gold
Is it glitter or gold