This is a song about "Life in paris"

But my niggaz in paris

Pass me the purp, i'mma smoke to this

No one in comparison, i got a hun in paris son.

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven

I have memories of melodies in my life. (in my life)

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

I will succed in life

What we gotta do to survive

Inferior, but i'm nice

I've never smoked in my life

Call the network dipset family ties

I need yo nipples in my life

In hindsight, i think alot of yall should try to see this

Just hit my cousin up, he's stationed over in paris,

The chick i have fucked was some whore named paris

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with