paroles de chanson London/Paris - Ca$h Tre

Yeah, uh
Niggas all loud in they tone, but whenever they talk, man I really can't hear it
Boy, I was broke for so long, had to catch me a spark, go ahead and repair it
Sound like the flow from London, but I really wanna go shop in Paris
Shout out to the boss Rick Ross cause a nigga like me like his girls in pairs, yeah
Pass me the floss, I just went to Pinolandia, I got carne in my teeth
Well respected, don't need to check in anywhere I go
Shit, I don't even speak
You find my hard drive, you could get rich
I ain't even gon' trip, you could keep that leak
I be in the cut just cheffin' up hits, tryna make sure the whole gang on fleek

How you don't step if you know you gotta pop out
You niggas got the same amount of class as a dropout
You working to be like me, you better clock out
You really gon' come up short like a crop top
Pussy ass nigga want smoke, I'm a hotbox
Do you like Puff, if you lame, get cropped out
Don't let 'em play with me, Stern with the lockout
I could give a damn what a bitch tryna talk 'bout
I don't need you
To school me, I could do it
I'm improving, I go dumb and I act like a nuisance
Drop a bomb like I'm plugged in with Putin
Not the two, I'm the one
Better pull out yo cam like I'm Newton
I came out of the blue, it's confusing like whoa
Niggas all loud in they tone, but whenever they talk, man I really can't hear it
Boy, I was broke for so long, had to catch me a spark, go ahead and repair it
Sound like the flow from London, but I really wanna go shop in Paris
Shout out to the boss Rick Ross cause a nigga like me like his girls in pairs, yeah
Pass me the floss, I just went to Pinolandia, I got carne in my teeth
Well respected, don't need to check in anywhere I go
Shit, I don't even speak
You find my hard drive, you could get rich
I ain't even gon' trip, you could keep that leak
I be in the cut just cheffin' up hits, tryna make sure the whole gang on fleek

Talking my shit like 24/7, this ain't just rap, I don't need no beat
Real trendsetter, they was riding my wave since 'bout 12th grade, I was just 18
I be in the stu just cooking up Ye, my bro play keys, call his ass Mike Dean
I shoot my shot, yell "Bang!", Chief Keef
Shoot my shot, yell "Bang!", Mike Breen
I don't ever miss unless I'm talking to a grown ass woman
I don't want her, she a shone ass woman
Tell 'em make sure that the throne got cushion
I don't give a fuck who was there when I took it
Everybody wanna compare, wanna make cold stares
Cause I'm doing everything they couldn't
Point blank, bitch, if you was me, you wouldn't

Niggas all loud in they tone, but whenever they talk, man I really can't hear it
Boy, I was broke for so long, had to catch me a spark, go ahead and repair it
Sound like the flow from London, but I really wanna go shop in Paris
Shout out to the boss Rick Ross cause a nigga like me like his girls in pairs, yeah
Pass me the floss, I just went to Pinolandia, I got carne in my teeth
Well respected, don't need to check in anywhere I go
Shit, I don't even speak
You find my hard drive, you could get rich
I ain't even gon' trip, you could keep that leak
I be in the cut just cheffin' up hits, tryna make sure the whole gang on fleek