Trap Paris (feat. Machine Gun Kelly & Ty Dolla Sign)

Ayy

Woke up in woke up in

Soundin' real godly

Quavo

Sonny rollin' grams of wax

Woke up in Paris

Broke all the mirrors (what that mean?)

Must mean, last night was too turnt

They caught me fucking on camera

I ain't embarrassed

Pull up, back home, flag on, tats out

What the fuck is that 'bout?

I'm home-bred, hometown

Been around the world, I'm back now

I'm Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake

And I'm running the streets of the city like Rocky

Who da champ? Who da champ?

Diamond fangs like a vamp

Where's the package with the stamp?

Bust it open by the lamp

Roll it up 'till I cramp

Uh, four rings on my hands, uh

Smoke rings from the grams, uh

Got a lady and a tramp

Bitch I made it from the trap

Gunner

I woke up in Paris

In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)

First, I roll up the lettuce

Then I went back for seconds

Swear that pussy the wettest

I woke up in Paris

In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)

First, I roll up the lettuce

Then I went back for seconds

Swear that pussy the wettest

Made it from the bottom

What you thinking of me? (what you thinking)

I made it from the bottom

What you thinking of me? (what you thinking)

When I was on the bottom

You didn't hang out with me (no way)

Now I got some dollars

They keep hanging with me (yeah)

Take a lot of Molly, that's your fantasy (that's your fantasy)

Pull up with the gang and stop playing with me (stop playing)

You took too much of Coco

It made your nose bleed (trippin)

Too turnt for the bando (too)

Shoot two times through the window (shoot)

Pop one off with a kick though (pop one)

Pop one off this endo (shoot)

Old money like a Nintendo

Bring it back home, this the reload (bring back)

Crips mights call it a kilo (crip)

Bloods might call it a bilo (blood)

Put my wrist in a freezer (wrist)

Heat it up, turn it up to beast mode (yeah)

Bitch, I made it from the trap (trap)

Whole thang in my lap

Bitch, I made it from the trap (trap)

Got your girl in my lap (yeah)

Bitch, I made it from the trap (trap)

Got the police running laps (yeah)

Bitch, I made it from the trap (trap)

Bitch, I made it out the trap

I woke up in Paris

In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)

First I roll up the lettuce

Then I went back for seconds

Swear that pussy the wettest

I woke up in Paris

In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)

First, I roll up the lettuce

Then I went back for seconds

Swear that pussy the wettest