This is a song about "Nigga in paris"

Hotter then the place, that a nigga was born in

In a collision, i see their ambition

In fact it is nigga but it's green know what i'm saying?

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Thinking that in giving more money they get more nigga

For fear of what you show them, reality is golden

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

Nigga, you ain't ill in the booth

When they hear me rocking the groove

Who this nigga up in here

But this real, fuck how you feel

It leaves a nigga thinking for a week in.

They gon love me for my ambition

Got all these mf diamonds in my chains nigga

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla