GOTH - ​paris

★ intro ★
Logan!
Get outta here, you gotta go meet your sunflower dude, i'm gonna take care of this guy
But, logan! i can't leave you
Don't give me that crap, listen to me, i'm gonna be pissed off if we came all this way for nothin', get lost!
I can't!
I said go!

★ chorus: yungggothboy ★
She feeling my jeans, she feeling my fit
Flying london to paris, we go on a jet
All these bitch names, they gon' talk on my shit
I be self made, ain't no fake in this, jit
Got me riding around with my beam, i be just sipping my wock' and my lean
All these bitches gon' tell me, "what's up," when i'm mean
I bе fucking on two bitches, then i leavе

★ verse 1: yungggothboy ★
Riding around in my foreign, up in the hills, i'm exploring
Do not disturb, bitches, i'm ignoring
Wearing this ice, faucet, like it's pouring
She want me to fuck, bitch, you're boring
All of the problems you be causing
All of these thots, i ignore 'em

★ chorus: yungggothboy ★
She feeling my jeans, she feeling my fit
Flying london to paris, we go on a jet
All these bitch names, they gon' talk on my shit
I be self made, ain't no fake in this, jit
Got me riding around with my beam, i be just sipping my wock' and my lean
All these bitches gon' tell me, "what's up," when i'm mean
I be fucking on two bitches, then i leave

★ verse 2: mitsu ★
I fuck your bitch, then i give her right back (right back)
Bitch, i count up my racks, you were recordin', you know that's a fact
Woah, oh, bitch, i'm on go, go (i'm on go)
Step in balenci', i switch my clothes, then i switch my flow-oh

Flyin', you know i ain't pack yet (no-oh)
That boy, he stupid, he lackin' (lackin')
Jockstick on me, i ain't lackin' (lackin')
This shit ain't free, you a lil' freak, you gon' pay the fee
Be in my coach, that's a bnb
Sippin' on matcha, yo' bitch, she want me, i can't even bother now