Par·a·Dise

Paradise...
Paradise....
No more pain, I won't lie
That shit feel like paradise
No more pain, I won't lie
That shit feel like paradise

[Verse 1]
Now I'm getting slick slick talking with the words
You know I be stick stick talking, it's the purge
Plus I got the wrist flick whipping up the work
And we move in silence, lil nigga you ain't heard?
Aye aye
I need a 8th and 2 cups
16s are too dangerous
I need like 32 blunts
Do the math
I'm 2 times the beast
That's when I'm in my bag
On and on and on and
1 up in the morning
Soon be on the road
Then driving to the party
In Dior Homme, that's how you catch a body
Bad Puerto Rican, I might make a mami
Aye aye
I bet he don't fuck you like a porn star
Sex drive crazy, I need OnStar
Yeah
We might crash
Lean sipping, drippy nigga might splash

[Hook] x2
No more pain, I won't lie
That shit feel like paradise
No more pain, I won't lie
That shit feel like paradise

[Verse 2]
I'm dripping from my jewels, I don't wear enough
And I won't respond if I don't care enough
I bet you can't stop me, ante up
I just got a check, run it up
(YEAH!)
Pull up if you down
All the bitches cry wolf when I'm not around
Aye aye
You can find me on the block if you want to
Make a movie you can get shot if you want to
On and on and on and
1 up in the morning
Watch the way I flex aye when I cop the rollie
Watch the way I check time when it's full of diamonds
If she ain't a trophy then she get the Heisman
Back up
They duplicate the swag
How the fuck do broke nigggas getting all in they bag?
Aye aye
Papi won't miss you on xans
Y'all popping shit and me I'm popping bands

[Hook] x2
No more pain, I won't lie
That shit feel like paradise
No more pain, I won't lie
That shit feel like paradise

That shit feels like paradise
That shit feels like paradise
That shit feels like paradise
That shit feels like paradise

[Beat Change]
Ayee
I just poured a 4 bitch
On and on and on and
Geeking early morning
Ayee, you know I'm on it
Diamonds blangin' flawless
I might hit the mall and
Take your fucking woman
Ayee, you know I'm on it
I might have to warn 'em
Right before I off them
Reaper curtain calling
Ayee, you know I'm on it
And I know she want it
Act won't let me cough but
Still put them in coffins