I'm not with that average
She f*cking with me
Cause she know imma dog
She know Imma savage
Imma king, you a peasant
This shit automatic
I bought her Chanel
I bought her some titties
I blew with my taxes
Got her dripping in fashion
Now lets be honest
My city the problem
Im flexing in diamonds
Like its no tomorrow
I scrape up the paper
I stick to the models
Always quick to cut a nigga off
Who aint bout a dollar
Only God can judge me
So i stick to the commas
They keep on calling me the plug
Cause im pulling up in Chargers
My Ex bitch keep on calling
Put her on the block list
About peace but we got guns
So dont start shit
Niggas shooting now a days
But they missed their target
I remember all them days
When I was starving
I treat my brothers like they all family
Like they prophets
Niggas love hating on the real
Cause they really not shit
I hold rollie right out in public
She told me to stop it
Cause niggas see you getting money
They wanna go and rob shit
Im not with that drama
Im not with that non-sense
Im just tryna stack all this bread
Im about my profit
I'm not with that average
She f*cking with me
Cause she know imma dog
She know Imma savage
Imma king, you a peasant
This shit automatic
I bought her Chanel
I bought her some titties
I blew with my taxes
Got her dripping in fashion
Now lets be honest
My city the problem
Im flexing in diamonds
Like its no tomorrow
I scrape up the paper
I stick to the models
Always quick to cut a nigga off
Who aint bout a dollar
Paris London - 142 Freestyle Lyrics
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I'm not with that average
She f*cking with me
Cause she know imma dog
She know Imma savage
Imma king, you a peasant
This shit automatic
I bought her Chanel
I bought her some titties
I blew with my taxes
Got her dripping in fashion
Now lets be honest
My city the problem
Im flexing in diamonds
Like its no tomorrow
I scrape up the paper
I stick to the models
Always quick to cut a nigga off
Who aint bout a dollar
Only God can judge me
So i stick to the commas
They keep on calling me the plug
Cause im pulling up in Chargers
My Ex bitch keep on calling
Put her on the block list
About peace but we got guns
So dont start shit
Niggas shooting now a days
But they missed their target
I remember all them days
When I was starving
I treat my brothers like they all family
Like they prophets
Niggas love hating on the real
Cause they really not shit
I hold rollie right out in public
She told me to stop it
Cause niggas see you getting money
They wanna go and rob shit
Im not with that drama
Im not with that non-sense
Im just tryna stack all this bread
Im about my profit
I'm not with that average
She f*cking with me
Cause she know imma dog
She know Imma savage
Imma king, you a peasant
This shit automatic
I bought her Chanel
I bought her some titties
I blew with my taxes
Got her dripping in fashion
Now lets be honest
My city the problem
Im flexing in diamonds
Like its no tomorrow
I scrape up the paper
I stick to the models
Always quick to cut a nigga off
Who aint bout a dollar
She f*cking with me
Cause she know imma dog
She know Imma savage
Imma king, you a peasant
This shit automatic
I bought her Chanel
I bought her some titties
I blew with my taxes
Got her dripping in fashion
Now lets be honest
My city the problem
Im flexing in diamonds
Like its no tomorrow
I scrape up the paper
I stick to the models
Always quick to cut a nigga off
Who aint bout a dollar
Only God can judge me
So i stick to the commas
They keep on calling me the plug
Cause im pulling up in Chargers
My Ex bitch keep on calling
Put her on the block list
About peace but we got guns
So dont start shit
Niggas shooting now a days
But they missed their target
I remember all them days
When I was starving
I treat my brothers like they all family
Like they prophets
Niggas love hating on the real
Cause they really not shit
I hold rollie right out in public
She told me to stop it
Cause niggas see you getting money
They wanna go and rob shit
Im not with that drama
Im not with that non-sense
Im just tryna stack all this bread
Im about my profit
I'm not with that average
She f*cking with me
Cause she know imma dog
She know Imma savage
Imma king, you a peasant
This shit automatic
I bought her Chanel
I bought her some titties
I blew with my taxes
Got her dripping in fashion
Now lets be honest
My city the problem
Im flexing in diamonds
Like its no tomorrow
I scrape up the paper
I stick to the models
Always quick to cut a nigga off
Who aint bout a dollar
Writer: Paris Cannamore
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