20 Flights To Paris

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah It's your boy Vic [?] now nigga Simple and plain And we on a plane to the mother fucking Paris Shit come from the brain for real You can't freestyle nigga you can't do that in the booth [Verse] Killing shit consecutively Equity double when I'm upping the fees Ain't nobody touching the V Luckily for them they're gonna die in peace, they R.I.P V-I-C ill with the shits, forget how you niggas live Because I'm coming to peel up your shit (Let's go Vic) Knowing that I'm dealing with shit The cards been dealt when it's appealing to chicks She already seen what this nigga 'bout to do and what he done in his past life All these niggas half right I don't really give no fuck, I'm past the night I'm up in the morning, like my pipe Going outside tomorrow and tonight Got the gun on me and the knife Niggas wanna take flight you really be up there Got some lil niggas that'll snuff you for bus fare [?] Fuck outta here First mother fucking rapper to snuff out a deer Shit Stranger thangs when I bring the thing Inside of the club nigga what's up (What's up) They didn't put me down 'cause I'm that other fucker (That's right) Niggas need raps, they need to shut the fuck up (Get the fuck out of here dog) I know the difference between needs and wants (Yeah) I ain't the type of rapper that be needing points Or upscore, I know what for (What for dog?) Came by myself and I had plus four (Yous a smart mother fucker dog) Lucrative sex tape She told me she got the gob, that's great Escape to great lake Got real high in the bubble, rainbows in the [?] She gave me head, I called it a huddle Thick muzzle on the SS jet plane The shit was the sauciest (You was up there) Fall off a cliff (Damn) Pink shoe looking like it was soft as a clit Final looked like licked Jolly Ranchers Her head was taffy apple Never seen a three-liter Snapple bottle (Damn) That's me when I'm talking about her legs (Shit) Niggas got bullets nigga compare me to that Oe of ones, God damn, I'm rarer than that (You fresh) Ahead of the rest, don't remind me of it Dirty dozen fuck it I'm butter loving Works for suckers so punch your numbers fucker [Outro] Woo you spoke fire right now dog, you gotta stop that shit That shit is nuts [?] See I knew you was still here for the [?] [?] And you got all your weed from us Not we get your weed from you Because we stole your shit nigga