Bonjour Ma Boy lyrics

[Intro]
We still in Paris with it (Bonjour ma boy)
I need a French lover
Someone slight, someone undercover
Just one night and some good f*ckin'
My big bro lost his passport, man this motherf*cker
Hardheaded, Scarlet Witch husband
Hard hitter, but I still love 'em

[Verse 1]
Look, look
We been, in the club getting litty
My n*ggas get greedy when that DJ drop that vide'
Vid, vid, vid (Woah)
I'm f*cked I'm sh*tty, I'm picking out my pick me
I only f*ck if he pretty
The fans inside of the peninsula wanted a TikTok and some quick pictures
I gave them that and a big hug and a big smile and said "I f*ck with ya"
I'm grown now, it's my Jordan year
Omer Fedi thrеw me my bar mitzvah
I'm reckless, my colognе spray cost 4k like a large picture

[Chorus]
I'm just thanking God that the flight made it through
This a different style of the white, red, and blue
I swear I'm inspired making music with my crew
n*ggas out in Paris, baby, comment allez-vous?
[Verse 2]
Yeah, LA n*gga just hit me on Face Time, we ain't even on LA time
But time zones ain't the reason I don't wanna talk, I just don't wanna talk on Face Time
I was just at the louvre for the first time, mmm
But I ain't like the music I think they should play mine
Run me that Industry Baby, that Dolla Sign Slime, and that Scoop in the club
But if I walk in that b*tch tell promoters and bookers them boys need to run me my bucks
I do not talk to a n*gga for more than a week if I do then you lucky as f*ck
I'm not in Paris here looking for love
Who am I f*ckin' tonight for the dub (Yuh)

[Chorus]
I'm just thanking God that the flight made it through
This a different style of the white, red and blue
I swear I'm inspired making music with my crew
n*ggas out in Paris, baby, comment allez-vous?