So I got dreams of living out in Paris I'm a drug dealer but I'm tryna stack these

Assets Tryna fuck these bitches who coming from Calabasas

I'm building all my visions, my **** want golden caskets

These bitches give me kisses, these bitches, they shaking asses

These bitches catching feelings, they thinking I'm where the cash is

I'm aiming with precision when I'm shooting at the masses

Tell me what you little **** know bout paying taxes

Solving all these problems while I'm stunning on my exes

Chilling with my idols and they giving me their blessings

Popping all these bottles, I'ma start me a collection

I secure the bag, bitch, I call that shit protection

Talkin' bout what we had, yeah, that bitch need my attention

I got jet lag, tryna build me a connection The plane be moving fast, so I'll be there in a second

Making all these racks from these illegal possessions

So I got dreams of living out in Paris I'm a drug dealer but I'm tryna stack these assets

Tryna fuck these bitches who coming from Calabasas

I'm building all my visions, my **** want golden caskets

These bitches give me kisses, these bitches, they shaking asses

These bitches catching feelings, they thinking I'm where the cash is

I'm aiming with precision when I'm shooting at the masses

Tell me what you little **** know bout paying taxes

Like a river, bitch, I flow, hey, damn, make you float

Certain shit I know, I know you **** do not know

You'll see a lot of money if you open up that door

I told her, open up so I can put it in a throat

Like, damn, can't be broke, I put that on my soul

Places that I go, I know you **** cannot go

Shawty wanna fuck, she said, boy, take a video

Swear I keep it blunt, I'm always high, but on the low

(Yeah)

I'm on some real shit

If I cop some real estate, she'll wanna visit

Damn she want my time, but I'm too inconsistent

Captain of the streets, I swear I'm on a mission

(Yeah)

She never listen

How you supposed to listen if we always kissing

Hennessy in the bottle, but I'm the one she sippin

Damn she on her knees, I'm the one she believe in

I break hearts, but I also break bread

Tryna cop me horses, I'm talking bout a Mustang

Never taking L's, bitch, we only learning lessons

Swear I be a gift, bitch, I swear you feel my presence

I make art, can you feel the cadence

I flow, even during conversations

You know I'm in different coordinations

You couldn't land even if I dropped location

So I got dreams of living out in Paris

I'm a drug dealer, but I'm tryna stack these assets

Tryna fuck these bitches who coming from Calabasas

I'm building all my visions, my **** want golden caskets

These bitches give me kisses, these bitches, they shaking asses

These bitches catching feelings, they thinking I'm where the cash is

I'm aiming with precision when I'm shooting at the masses

Tell me what you little **** know bout paying taxes