Batgang, Kid Ink, HardHead, Vee Tha Rula - Out in Pari lyrics

[Batgang, Kid Ink, HardHead, Vee Tha Rula - Out in Pari lyrics]

Toast to the lords love to the lords
Rula

Excuse me motherfucka
You ain't even mention my name
I set fire to slim rhymers
That battery gotta timer damn
Could bruh man get another sandwich
I was on the 4th floor tryna eat some salmon
Now I'm on the top floor
Chillin' in the hammock
Nigga no pot piss poor nappy braid pit bulls
Talkin' like a pit bull no food
Pissed off, ah its like that tryna ball huh?
Walkin' out with Gucci bags
From the store huh?
Now a nigga Don Perry in the mall
King kush lookin' scary in the 4
Come thru dress hangin' on my arm
Throw it up kill a banger where you from
Gold drippin' from my pinky to my thumb uh

Now we out in Pari niggas still hatin'
Now we out in Pari white girls politicin'
Now we out in Pari yeah I'm Perriering
Niggas still hatin' so much hate I need a

AK now you should probably pay me
Hey man I been a player
You could check your raise
Niggas lookin' outdated hey
My Hawaiian baby man she my kinda lady
And I like that ukulele
A nigga got that cri nack
Like I took it from the 80’s if you want it
Lemme send it let the UPS bring it baby
Library to rent that
You could never miss a payment
Girl I never miss a payment
I mean Jessa got some titties
Went and moved her ass to Vegas
Seen her on that Instagram
Like damn I know that pussy crazy
With them lips and them hips
Thank God ya mamma made it
I’m just thinking bout her nigga
Like I know that pussy crazy
Niggas kinda shady nigga
Niggas only order biscuit's when
You gravy nigga i got a 40 and a 9
380 45
Run up on me make ya do a 180 nigga
Nigga

Now we out in Pari niggas still hatin'
Now we out in Pari white girls politicin'
Now we out in Pari yeah I'm Perriering
Now we out in Pari niggas still-white girls

Uh, I said it's Kid Ink baby
Somewhere out here in Pari
Still I'm smokin' on lA california Mary
Ain't no comparin'
One thing apparent (what?)
Walkin' round here
Nigga stand out like I'm from
A whole nother planet
And my bitch straight out a beauty pageant
High as the Eiffel baby don't panic
We be up late night like Jimmy Fallon
Eyes blood red like Carrie eatin' over here
Never been a fan of famine wearin' all black
Nigga lookin' like a phantom
Tell me what to do
Real nigga never get it confused
From the streets
You could meet me in the room no rules
Ain't no postcard with my view
Understand that

Now we out in Pari niggas still hatin'
Now we out in Pari white girls politicin'
Now we out in Pari yeah I'm Perriering
Niggas still hatin' so much hate I need a AK

W W Walk right out of the catacombs
Maids bringin' in Crêpes at 8 in the morn
Bottle service all night
But no service on my phone
Driving by the Eiffel Tower with
A bitch named Mona Lisa
Go duffle full of swisher sweets
Shoppin' up in Balmain posted up
No emojis my nigga its 4B's back
And you know we my nigga (Lets go)

Been around the world
But I'm still in the streets
In your bitch DM like bonjour we on tour
Ain't slept in a week
With a pocket full of euros tryna get more
Its our time
Nigga I told you we in this bitch
Ho the game been over disrespect the team
Catch em' on the scene niggas lose a king
Way quicker than Erik Spoelstra

Now we out in Pari niggas still hatin'
Now we out in Pari white girls politicin'
Now we out in Pari yeah I'm Perriering
Now we out in Pari niggas still-white girls

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