This is a song about "French"

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Im sizzlin like french fries

Excuse my french but i’m in france, i’m just sayin'

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

I'll take her home and do her like homework

I kill more than the french revolution witch was like off with his head and his and his and his

Never had forgiveness, you better stay distant cause i'm all about my business,

Je suis la garçon qui cracher flamme, french, i just cannot

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Buy some french fries, then i get high