Grindstone - 11th Arrondissement Lyrics

Au revoir
Au revoir
Ok
Aye
Cherry moon
Yves Saint
Blank stare
Blanket statement
Au revoir
To the pilot
Deplaned
Parisian pavement
Who am I?
Where are we?
Never worry mon cheri
Passport supportin this
Exactly where I'm 'posed to be
Fashion fuss
Wanderlust
Stomp cross the the pond
Floss on this earths crust
Keep ya kids off my lawn
I'm off the porch
On the grid on the grind
Peace of mind
Peace to you!
Before you die I hope you learn a thing or two
To apply
Like yourself...
Sit with that and hit me back
Life could be better
But it is what is
I'll pull these gloves off with my teeth & get down to biz
Live from the 11th
Arrondissement
I'm doin what they cain't
I'm thinkin what they won't
Bonjour
Baby got the style & such
I'm goin at her throat
I'm in my head too much
She got tail pipes like Ice Spice
But ooooh shit
Here's another bitch
Man
I'm tryna clean up my language
Leanin in to the feed
Baby think im famous
I ain't smellin no weed
Just jacks
Its gay Paris
Pause
Come with me for the cause
Claudia with the cornrows
Her folks from Salinas
I feel the vibe of evening
It seems intravenous
Heeeyy
At the river Sienne
Top shelf plastic cup
They're just askin 10
Club opened at midnight & it closes at 6
Thick crewcut citch
I'm all off in her mix
Dig the body language cuz my Spanglish is off
And my French is fried
Her name is lips & thighs
Went to Silenció
So be it
We here now right?!
Air BnB gon be shaking tonight
Deep meditation portal
Door closed behind me
Aging like I'm Asian each step is taken wisely
In my deepest heart of hearts there's no defeat or decline
Stickin out in traffic like engine number 9
Brown skin smooth
Shinin like high noon
My miiiind spray
What I'm tryna say
If your mirror mirror on the wall ain't told you who's the fairest
Bet
Your lookin glass ain't seen this nigga in Paris yet