Knowing ima look Cool in them Black and white pictures When they talk about Underground rappers Gettin high and making history Im sick and tired these n*ggaz Claiming they as sick as me They lying i checked your chart Your file saying you soft Something fishy ho n*gga You more bass then boss Off the boat small fries And store a ways get toss Cant party on the shore with us fool Get your floaters up kitty pool n*gga's Aint really that cool Cant farther these moves
You need more expensive shoes Working out smoking strong On a week long cruise Bomb fire with theses b*tches Singing songs to the moon To high to judge Call my ex b*tch that did foul sh*t F*ck her brains out and settle the grudge Back shot revenge style Aint no love light gro roll up after a quick scrub Cover my trace don't let my b*tch know where i was Sticking to the script thought im improvising a bit Same as my old G's but i put the Jets in the mix Classic like Eddie Murphy SNL skits Dead stock tissue in the box elephant print On my flint 13's no retro 3m reflective Ya b*itch tight reckless and my DM'S sexting tryna see him Smoke a J where he being but i got no time for company Im billing on of them hundred i know that's why you want me success is my cologne i spray that bottle all on me .....yea ..yea jet life.. fading out...
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