Jet Lag

Yeah, uh

Yeah (Yeah)

Sit leaned back (Woo), got a lot of chips (Yeah)

Got jet lag 'cause I'm flyer than a ***** (Right)

Celine bag (Woo), got a lot of drip (Yeah)

Got jet lag 'cause I'm flyer than a ***** (That's right)

Sit leaned back (Right), got a lot of chips (Yeah)

Got jet lag 'cause I'm flyer than a ***** (Woo)

Celine bag (Yeah), got a lot of drip (That's right)

Got jet lag 'cause I'm flyer than a ***** (Grr)

Yeah

Uh, yeah

That's right

Hoo-hoo, damn

Rollin' down the window, got two Asians with me (Yeah)

Livin' a fast life, my uncle prayin' for me (That's right)

People losin' in this game, this **** is fatal to me (Yeah)

See them turnin' on they brothers, **** like Fredo to me (Woo)

I just pulled up in the Benz and I'm feelin' like the goat (Yeah)

I just woke up on your *****,

I pick 'em eeny, miny, moe (That's right)

I got chips with a lot of drip, comin' by the load (Yeah)

Prada trench, too legit, 30,000 dollar coat (Grr)

Tiffany give me diamonds, that's a different kind of glow (Yeah)

Got ******* like Frankie Lymon,

That's a different kind of ho (Yeah)

Came a long way, used to try to work at Club Monaco (Hoo)

Hittin' the stage, covered in sauce, 100,000 dollar show (Hey)

Goin' guerilla, Fergie Ferg that *****, count my checks (Hey)

She on a *****, wanna get up in my chinchilla flaps (Hey)

Her ass is realest, she ain't got no silicone up in her breasts

I was born to do this ****, I see my dad up in the light (Yeah)

Sit leaned back, got a lot of chips

Got jet lag 'cause I'm flyer than a *****

Celine bag, got a lot of drip

Got jet lag 'cause I'm flyer than a *****

Sit leaned back, got a lot of chips

Got jet lag 'cause I'm flyer than a *****

Celine bag, got a lot of drip

Got jet lag 'cause I'm flyer than a—

Made a lot of millions off a plain Jane (Yeah)

Pen and Billy on the track, we do the same thing (Right)

Rose gold, pink diamonds in my ring-ring (Yeah)

Got a ***** from Crenshaw and she gang bang (That's right)

Blood walkin' and she listenin' to YG (YG)

She scream, "I dare a *********** tryna stop me!" (Try to stop)

She a ghetto *****, I **** her in Versace (In Versace)

And then I took her to Felipe

For shrimp and broccoli (Shrimp and broccoli)

Put in work, a ***** lookin' awky (Grr)

Diamonds blingin' called me *****rachi (Yeah)

*****s wanna, but they cannot copy (Cannot copy)

I paint the biggest picture but they try to crop me (Cannot crop me)

I'm on a newer level, high-key (Yeah)

Still be walkin' through your block to get a chopped cheese (C'mon)

Turn a Honda to a Masi' (Yeah)

You my son, my baby boy, go get Taraji (Hoo-hoo, grr)

Sit leaned back, got a lot of chips

Got jet lag 'cause I'm flyer than a *****

Celine bag, got a lot of drip

Got jet lag 'cause I'm flyer than a *****

Sit leaned back, got a lot of chips

Got jet lag 'cause I'm flyer than a *****

Celine bag, got a lot of drip

Got jet lag 'cause I'm flyer than a—