Atu - 300/Paris lyrics

Scars Back with this dark sh** Dressed black for funerals Imma put rappers in caskets Grab mics like thugs grab guns aim it straight to your head Barrels-are like problems seen-y all-sweat when ya ll face it But im different... Cuz Its simple make it or make it Y'all complain I plan ... ..Cool calm collected Chiraq... ..3 hunned ..I rap .. Like Im on sum'n And im chilling with my crew What you tryna do Ruining my night? Leave you black and blue Why am i so rude? Cuz time is so precious .. U wouldn't know bout it Every one minutes cherished )I get it get it Im- usually stressed so I'm smoking this sh** like its all that i wanted ..Let me enjoy the moment .. Them dim lights ... Them circles-in -the -air ... That slowly disappear Without a-single- care And girl .. I.just ..wanna French kiss In paris Hold hands In cannes Pulling back on ur long hair.. ...)Other-hand touchdown there Like n-f-l players I-hope-you-dont -care About couple of actions I'm bout to partake Yeah Doing it out of love is so pa**ionate And the house on fire So imma treat that body Like a fire hydrant Heard that? A fire hydrant So that bra and panties are useless ..That bodies amazing, so use it Uh Cmon girl dont act clueless Dont act clueless..