Letras
Paint blown runny on Sebastopol
Neon tape roll cover all the block stroll slow
We'd all make more money with the stock broke flow
Fuck ya life I aint' nice no more
But what's the price low for?
The more I thought about it more i started hatin' it
No-one around me had no money ain't no shame in it
Put a flame in it melt 'em like a fondue
Switched the double cross crown and stripes for the fleur-de-lis the Anjou
Big brodie, what you 'gon do?
Orlando Co Lee come through
Dom Beats chop like kung fu
Were up to don't ask cuz you don't wanna know
The Eiffel tower's far my bro
Barbès bootleg Marlboro
Put the rose gold in the photo till big shoulders run up
Your mans a bozo won't you tell him to go shut the fuck up?
They call the zone a no-go find some trash to pose in front of
I've been a no-show got an old soul pockets low the sun up
I'm Hot as the sun
Hat as le sang
They wanna hear me talk but i'm holding my tongue
Touch down in CDG
Comme des garçons, got hearts at my feet what i'm keepin my eyes on
Gotta watch where i step
Fuck another regret
Yea i'd never waste a word
I only speak when the mic's on
Grab the luggy then i dip
Jewels on me like a bitch
Front the store you see me lit
Getting stoned 'til it grits
What i'm spitting gon be worth a brick real soon, no silver spoon but i'm silk smooth
And i kill these fools
So better talk to me nice, word of god is what i heard
Then i put my hometown on the tip of the iceberg
Now it's dombeats, resurrect a head a full of zombies we in paris boy playin like these bitches feed me carrots woah
I'm hot as the sun
Hot as du sang
Pumping in my veins
Feel like a beast on the run
Gave the shotty to the shawty
Hid the spliff inside the audi in a prada bag mama said she gon' pray today i hope this shit gon fade away i'd like to pleed guilty