3:16 In Paris

[Chorus 1]
Really putting my soul on these records
This ain't chess nor checkers
'Round the world, shout to all the selectors

[Verse]
3:16 in the morning in Paris
Ginger beer with the rum
My mother know Pap that nigga, I'm one hell of a son
Play with the money instead of a gun
Unless you pay attention to him, then the quicker they come
This out the park, home run
Coming for seconds, need all the crumbs
I'm on a hell of a run inside the park
My Asian jawn like a IG bot
My mother favorite sneaker, 50 for a leather Reebok
If you was there, you was there, took the show on the road
Hit Amsterdam, wasn't what we thought, still didn't [?]
Free fit from the gate, no, you ain't stopping the wave
Dirty Jersey, Eastwick, getting right on the way
If this a book about the greatest, then I need my own page
Éric Gagné, big Pap coming through with the save

[Chorus 2]
Really putting my soul on these records
This ain't chess nor checkers
'Round the world, shout to all the-
Really putting my soul on these records
This ain't chess nor checkers
'Round the world, shout to all the-
Really putting my soul on these records
This ain't chess nor checkers
'Round the world, shout to all the-