[ Featuring Zoocci Coke Dope ]
You could've told me you a savage
Now I'm mad and embarrassed
Lord I fell I'm like Paris
Not my plan to get married
Said, it's not my plan to get married
All of this money that I carry
I'm smoking loud-y like Paris
I would die for you if you dare me
Don't you wish me bad, you might parish
She said meet my dad and I'm nervous
He be looking, I'm grabbing on purpose
And if he get mad you deserve it
You could've told me you a savage
Now I'm mad and embarrassed
Lord I fell I'm like Paris
Not my plan to get married
You could've said
You been living for the damage
You were nothing like the average
Really should've said you a savage
Now a nigga dealing with the damage
And that's okay, I ain't even mad
Big drip cost me a big bag
Smoke jets I don't even jet lag
One man gold is another man trash (Could've told me you a savage)
You could've told me you a savage
Now I'm mad and embarrassed
Lord I fell I'm like Paris
Not my plan to get married
"You're worried about my husbands safety?
No one in this world can kill the man, he's a cucaracha
And I mean that in every sense of the word
Sometimes you just wanna crush his little filthy head with your shoe
But he won't die, that motherf*cker is un-kill-able, so you can relax."