Trap Paris (feat. Quavo & Ty Dolla $ign)

Aye (Woke up in, woke up in)

Yeah, oh (Soundin' real godly)

Quavo

Woke up in Paris

Broke all the mirrors (That lean)

Must mean last night was too turnt (Oh, shit, aye, aye)

They caught me fucking on camera (Ha!)

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 his sake (What?)

Aye, and I'm runnin' the streets with a city like Rocky

(Go!) 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 until I cramp

Uh, four rings on the 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 rolled up the lesh

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 rolled up the lesh

Then I went back for seconds

Swear that pussy the wettest

Made it from the bottom, what you thinkin' of me? (What you thinkin'?)

I made it from the bottom, what you thinkin' of me? (What you thinkin'?)

When I was on the bottom you didn't hang out with me (No way)

Now I got some dollars, they keep hangin' with me (Yeah)

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

Pull up with the gang, aye, stop playin' with me (Stop playin')

You took too much of coco, it made your nose bleed (Trippin', woo!)

Too turnt for the bando (Too turnt)

Shoot two times at the window (Shoot)

Pop one off with the kit though (Pop one)

Pop one off with extendo (Shoot)

Owe money like a Nintendo (Oh)

Bring it back home, need to reload (Bring back)

Crips might 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

Whole thang in my lap

Bitch, I made it from the trap

Got your girl in my lap

Bitch, I made it from the trap

Got the police runnin' laps

Bitch, I made it from the 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 rolled up the lesh

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 rolled up the lesh

Then I went back for seconds

Swear that pussy the wettest, yeah