Lyrics
London, Paris, Amsterdam, yeah, I'm overseas
She gon' suck my soul out me, yeah, she on her knees
Inhale, exhale, yeah, breathe
12 ask me, "What's that smell?" Yeah, -
I ain't leavin' no paper trail, yeah, this s- free
Overlapped them -, hell yeah, I'm in the lead
You ain't nothin' like me, you don't bleed what I bleed
Put the blick down, I'll beat yo' - just like Creed
She don't know nothin' 'bout me, I'm 'bout to turn her to a freak
My - her Nyquil, I'm 'bout to - this - to sleep
I'm the reason you got double B on yo' feet
Ain't gotta - if I'm good, I'm Gucci, yeah, I'm double G
I wish I could go back in time to tell myself, "Your neck gon' freeze"
I wish I could go back in time to tell myself, "Don't change a thing"
I wish I could go back in time to meet you way before I did
I wish I could go back in time to tell myself, "You gon' be rich"
When I'm in Miami, I feel like LeBron, number 6
Every day I wake up, I'm feelin' myself like Bey and Nicki
I just bit her, yeah, I just bit her, I gave her a hick'
I take her shoppin' all the time, but that's my girl so I ain't trippin'
I'm in London, I just left Harrods and Selfridges
That boy repeat everything he hear like a parrot, he a -
The last -ch I broke up with - her wrist
I'm trollin', I just treat her like she no longer exists
London, Paris, Amsterdam, yeah, I'm overseas
She gon' suck my soul out me, yeah, she on her knees
Inhale, exhale, yeah, breathe
12 ask me, "What's that smell?" Yeah, -
I ain't leavin' no paper trail, yeah, this - free
Overlapped them -, hell yeah, I'm in the lead
You ain't nothin' like me, you don't bleed what I bleed
Put the blick down, I'll beat yo' - just like Creed