Young Taylor
Exes in Paris
Verse 1:
Girl I need you now to sacrifices ya
All these girls around me got you stressing
You told the boy, the gucci makes you flex
But I know you a scarlet for your ex
I know why these n***as hate on me
High key I'm the one they tryna be
Conversating with my enemies
I'll make the money then I'll make the cheese
Make the money, that's how it goes yeah
I'm about to blow I'm doing shows yeah
Fuck I need alot of hoes
Get the money, that's how it goes yeah

Hook x2:
I know you a savage, you a savage
Come fuck with me thats one night out in Paris
I'll give you what you want and what you need
There's nobody better off than me

Verse 2:
After me they stay lost
Cause I be about my dough like I'm the cake boss
She calls me on my phone, I let it ring aah
Shit changed
I used to write verses about woman back in the day
And now I stay unbothered by threats that these bitches make
Cause she knows who her daddy is not to long they stay astray
Got woman in my crib how I treat it like an estate
She said baby gimme head a mind a terrible thing to waste aah
Body like a bottle baby look how thin your waist ahh
All my fashion jiggy, all theses n***as ain't like me
Was all up in her face I know she faded off the liquor
Balling on the hoes I know they asking if I'm lit yeah
Well fuck all the bullshit I'm in the booth
All these n***as from my city just pray to be in my shoes
Nothing came easy, got 3 songs yet I still boom
Cause I got dimes in my dms, they fall thru like hoolahoops
Hook x2:
I know you a savage, you a savage
Come fuck with me thats one night out in Paris
I'll give you what you want and what you need
There's nobody better off than me