TOKYO SEX ​star boy

[Intro]
Yeah, hol' up, hol' up, yeah, yeah
Higher

[Chorus]
Tokyo, Paris, Milan
Tokyo, Paris, Milan
I'm with a bad lil' bitch right now
She want some of the perfect style that I'm on
Tokyo, Paris, Milan
Tokyo, Paris, Milan
I'm the PerfectStyleCEO, can't ever seem to get them off (Yeah)

[Bridge]
(Hold up)
In Tokyo with a bad lil' bitch named Kendall
She a bad lil' freak but part of her knows she don't like to play Nintendo
She got lil' attitude, she get on my nerves
But I love it when she gives me tempo
Losing swag by the minute, these boys so slow, can't catch up to my tempo

[Verse]
I'm rocking some Vans with the Celine mix with the Vet' (Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
When I step outside in the morning, I'm 'bout to get right (Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
You can't match my style cause it's so perfect, heaviest fit (Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
But I don't need none of these clothes, yeah, that you won't get (Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
And I don't need none of these hoes
And I'ma be rocking these shows
Yeah, I'm gon' be rocking these shows
They told me stop singing and rappin'
They need to stop rappin' and cappin'
I got the smoke, they won't tap in
Walked in that bitch like, "What's happenin'?"
Walked in that bitch like, "Fuck goin'?"
Walked in like, "Woah, how did this happen?"
I just done lost me a bad bitch
Oh well, I'm in a mansion
I walk in that bitch, it's a madness
I'm rocking that stage, it's a madness
I'm losing my mind (Huh, huh)