Trap Paris Machine Gun Kelly
(Intro: Machine Gun Kelly)
[Em]Ayy[C]
[Am]Woke up in wo[C]ke up in
[Am]Soundin' real g[Em]odly
[C]Quav[Am]o
Sonny rollin' grams of w[Em]ax
(Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly)
[Em]Woke up in Pa[C]ris[Am]
[Em]Broke all the[C] mirrors [Am](what that mean?)
Must mean, l[Em]ast night was t[C]oo tur[Am]nt
They caught me f[Em]**king on cam[C]era
I[Am] ain't embarrassed
Pull up, b[Em]ack home, fla[C]g on, tat[Am]s out, what the f**k is that 'bout?
I'm h[C]ome-bred, home[Em]town, been ar[C]ound the [Am]world, I'm b[Em]ack now
[Am]I'm Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake
[Em]And I'm runni[C]ng the streets of the city like R[Am]ocky
Who da ch[Am]amp? Who da champ?
Diamond fangs like a v[Em]amp
Where's the package with the st[Am]amp?
Bust it open by the la[Em]mp. Roll it u[C]p 'till I c[Am]ramp
Uh, f[Em]our rings on my h[C]ands, uh[Am]
Smoke ri[Em]ngs from the grams , uh
[C]Got a lady and a t[Am]ramp
b**ch I made it from the t[Em]rap. Gunner
(Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign)
[Em]I woke up in [C]Paris[Am]
[Em]In the bed, with a ba[C]d b**ch ([Am]bad b**ch, bad b**ch)
First I r[Em]oll up the le[C]ttuce
Then I wen[Am]t back for seconds
Swear that p[Em]ussy the wett[C]est[Am]
[Em]I woke up in [C]Paris[Am]
[Em]In the bed, with a ba[C]d b**ch ([Am]bad b**ch, bad b**ch)
First I r[Em]oll up the le[C]ttuce
Then I wen[Am]t back for seconds
Swear that p[Em]ussy the wett[C]est[Am]
(Verse 2: Quavo)
[C]Made it from the bottom
[Em]What you thin[Am]king of me? (what you thinking)
[Em]I made it from the bo[C]ttom
[Em]What you thin[Am]king of me? (what you thinking)
When [Em]I was on the b[C]ottom
You didn't h[Am]ang out with [Em]me (no way)
[Am]Now I got some dollars
They keep ha[Am]nging with me[Em] (yeah)
Take a l[C]ot of Molly, that's your fa[Am]ntasy (that[Em]'s your fantasy)
Pull up [C]with the gang and stop play[Am]ing with me[Em] (stop playing)
You took[C] too much of Coco
[Em]It made your nose bleed (trippin)
Too turnt for the b[C]ando (too)
[Em]Shoot two times through the window (shoot)
[C]Pop one off with a kick though (pop one)
[Am]Pop one off this endo (shoot)
[C]Old money like a Nintendo
[Am]Bring it back home, this the reload (bring back)
[Em]Crips mights call it a ki[C]lo (crip)
[Am]Bloods might call it a b[Em]ilo (blood)
Put my wrist in a fr[Am]eezer (wrist)
Heat it [Em]up, turn it up to beast mode (yeah)
b**ch I made it from the t[Am]rap (trap)
Whole thang in my la[Em]p
b**ch I made it from the [Am]trap (trap)
Got your girl in my l[Em]ap (yeah)
b**ch I made it from the t[Am]rap (trap)
Got the police runni[Em]ng laps (yeah)
b**ch I made it from the t[Am]rap
b**ch I made it out the t[Em]rap
(Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign)
[Em]I woke up in [C]Paris[Am]
[Em]In the bed, with a ba[C]d b**ch ([Am]bad b**ch, bad b**ch)
First I r[Em]oll up the le[C]ttuce
Then I wen[Am]t back for seconds
Swear that p[Em]ussy the wett[C]est[Am]
[Em]I woke up in [C]Paris[Am]
[Em]In the bed, with a ba[C]d b**ch ([Am]bad b**ch, bad b**ch)
First I r[Em]oll up the le[C]ttuce
Then I wen[Am]t back for seconds
Swear that p[Em]ussy the wett[C]est [Am]
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