Niggas In Paris (Remix) Futuristic (Ft. JAY (Multi-artist))

We're gonna skate to one song and one song only

[Intro]
No we're not bitch, track 2
Y'all ain't never seen 2 niggas in Paris
If you ain't fucking with WTF Gang, jump off a cliff nigga

[Verse 1:Futuristic]
Yeah, I've been ripping since I was a little nigga now I'm balling out of control like Brandon Jennings
And I ain't no gangster but I stretch ya, seventh inning
Take a look at my chain, wanna know what it cost I tell them a pretty penny
Yeah I got a little brain but I'm trying to get more paper than oprah Winfrey
Ball so hard that shit crazy
Flip hoes, ten eighty
They acting like I don't write all my rhymes
Who's line is it anyways, Wayne Brady
Talk shit bitch that don't faze me
I love it when you hate me
These niggas trying to bite my staff
I see them in the club all these niggas copy, paste me
Like track, track, track, track
Fuck that shit I got sauce
My dick sticky from lip gloss
Baller nigga like Chris Paul
Boss shit, Rick Ross
Make them jump like the tip off
She a tip drill, if the tip out
I got a girl that'll suck your dick off
Ball so hard that shit funny
Bad bitches, 10 bunnies
Like Mann I've been buzzin
They stick to me like thick honey
Fuck bitches, get money
Tatted up like Wiz' stomach
Shit nigga I ball like the head on Wiz' woman
That's Amber Rose
Nigga I'll ball like Jalen Rose
No I'll ball like Derrick Rose
No I ball like [?]
No I ball like Karl Malone
But nigga fuck all that jazz
Cause bald heads run in my family
So I'm ballin like my dad