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[Verse 1]
Been shipping that Lam to the crib while Iâm on tour
When I get off of this bus itâs gonâ be pedal to the floor
âFore a nigga even step foot through the door itâs gonâ be laps in that ho
Dolo â fool I ainât got time for no bitches
But I do got a Rolex where my long sleeves ending
A house on my wrist, a car on each pinky
I got all of this from laughing at them lames
While Iâm rolling up my sticky, lightning struck again
Jet Lifers, niggas always rewriting history
Fools hear our verses and rewrite that shit they scribbling
Bitches see my bitches and consider trying women
I pulled up drunk, talking shit in the lobby of my building
Push the button and the elevator took it straight to the ceiling
Doors open in the living room, thatâs penthouse pimping
Yea girl I did it, Iâd advise you to play your position
âFore you see another ho in your jersey tryna score 30
Ya heard me, a nigga been focused since I said hi to her
We higher than the Eiffel
You suckas is like food, fool who designed you?
Nigga I was built to make sure this sucka shit get kilt
Homie Iâm a whale, big mufuckinâ fish
Of course you gonâ see a ocean where I lived
Of course if I rolled it, itâs top shelf pimp
Of course you got them Jordans on tryna impress him
Titties out when I fall in, bring the whole city out
I did it for Slim
- Álbum:
- The Owners Manual
- Stoned On Ocean
- The Legend Of Harvard Blue
- Andretti 11/30
- Pilot Talk III
- Even More Saturday Night Car Tunes (EP)
- Cathedral Music
- Canal Street Confidential
- More Saturday Night Car Tunes EP
- Saturday Night Car Tunes
- The Drive In Theatre (Mixtape)
- New Jet City
- Muscle Car Chronicles
- Here... (EP)
- The Stoned Immaculate
- The1st28
- Jet Life (Single)
- Cigarette Boats (EP)
- Priest Andretti (Mixtape)
- Verde Terrace (Mixtape)