Ayy

Woke up in woke up in

Soundin' real godly

Quavo

City rollie [?] a [?]



[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]

Woke up in Paris

Broke all the mirrors (that lean)

Watch me, last night was too turnt

They caught me f**king on camera

I ain't embarrassed

Pull up, back home, flag on, tats out, what the f**k is that 'bout?

I'm home-bred, hometown, been around the world, I'm back now

I'm Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake

And I'm running the streets to the city like Rocky

Who da champ? Who da champ?

Diamond fangs like a vamp

Where's the package with the stamp?

Bust it open by the Lamb

Roll it up 'till I cramp

Uh, four rings on my hands, uh

Smoke rings from the grams , uh

Got a lady and a tramp

Bitch I made it from the trap

Gunner



[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]

I woke up in Paris

In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)

First I roll up the lesh

Then I went back for seconds

Swear that pussy the wettest

I woke up in Paris

In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)

First I roll up the lesh

Then I went back for seconds

Swear that pussy the wettest