This is a song about "Woke in paris"

Woke up in dc, and who do i see

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

But once established we living lavish, like the house of versi, paris,

Woke up one morning everything was fine

I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

Then i woke up in a city, where the population match the death toll

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

All i know is i fell asleep and woke up in that monte carlo

Why you woke up alone in a bed

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

If you escaped what i've escaped, you'd be in paris getting fucked up too

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

That's why i never claimed i was the best