Took a
Took a flight
Took a flight to the east
Took a flight to the east
Where my phone? where my phone?, I ain't even going home
Oh no
Put me on the list, am the V.V.I.P
I'm the boy with the gist, smokin' cheese gat me blowing through the mist
I'm the boy with the assist, they was breathin' till the siezed
Take a nigga to the Zzzz, we surrounded by the trees
Why they topin' on my T's? They was sleepin' on my team
Hope you having lucid dreams
Oh no
Trappin' with my foe, f*ck, I thought you where my bro
Now I gotta let you go, shit, I gotta let you go
I'ma cut you with a sow, f*ck it, I'ma break your jaw
I don't care what you know, f*ck, I heard that shit before
Ooooou
Now the nigga barely breathin, f*ck it, I'ma leave him
One hundred degrees and give it to the season
Can't think of a reason, hundred and a million
Ops yeah I killed'em
Yeah
Now we breakin' through the odds with my bros
Tell me what's the cost, got me feelin' like a ghost
Tell me why I was opposed, tell me why I was supposed
Treat a nigga like a ghost, I'ma make you pay the cost
Drinkin' through the syrup, got me drippin
Shit, it got me trippin, what's the shit, you got me sippin
Tell me what you thinkin, taste so good, it got me lickin
Heads or tails, what you pickin? Man, this shit, it got me tickin
Yeah, you know that it's my time, I put everything on the line
Lookin' deep within to find
All the traces of my mind that I lost within my rhymes
When I'm movin' off the syrup, make it hard for me to talk
Let me tell you a story about Jit, start sellin' weed in school
And he ain't never been to the six, flippin' packs daily
Clean and never got pinched, stackin' up the chicken
He was really getting in the bread, poppin' up on radars
Unidentified planes, stuck to the code
He was never gon' change, sniper got'em all
While they thinkin' they in charge, nigga switched on him
And he gave his ass a straightening, that's when he met BJ
Smooth criminal like MJ, he was doin'em B.A.D
Real straight nigga like never seen, started makin' bread together
It feel more safer, it was bag after bag after bag
He was stackin' up, no hesitation for the money
Kept on addin' up, we got a lighter for that boy
Better not gas him up
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Took a
Took a flight
Took a flight to the east
Took a flight to the east
Where my phone? where my phone?, I ain't even going home
Oh no
Put me on the list, am the V.V.I.P
I'm the boy with the gist, smokin' cheese gat me blowing through the mist
I'm the boy with the assist, they was breathin' till the siezed
Take a nigga to the Zzzz, we surrounded by the trees
Why they topin' on my T's? They was sleepin' on my team
Hope you having lucid dreams
Oh no
Trappin' with my foe, f*ck, I thought you where my bro
Now I gotta let you go, shit, I gotta let you go
I'ma cut you with a sow, f*ck it, I'ma break your jaw
I don't care what you know, f*ck, I heard that shit before
Ooooou
Now the nigga barely breathin, f*ck it, I'ma leave him
One hundred degrees and give it to the season
Can't think of a reason, hundred and a million
Ops yeah I killed'em
Yeah
Now we breakin' through the odds with my bros
Tell me what's the cost, got me feelin' like a ghost
Tell me why I was opposed, tell me why I was supposed
Treat a nigga like a ghost, I'ma make you pay the cost
Drinkin' through the syrup, got me drippin
Shit, it got me trippin, what's the shit, you got me sippin
Tell me what you thinkin, taste so good, it got me lickin
Heads or tails, what you pickin? Man, this shit, it got me tickin
Yeah, you know that it's my time, I put everything on the line
Lookin' deep within to find
All the traces of my mind that I lost within my rhymes
When I'm movin' off the syrup, make it hard for me to talk
Let me tell you a story about Jit, start sellin' weed in school
And he ain't never been to the six, flippin' packs daily
Clean and never got pinched, stackin' up the chicken
He was really getting in the bread, poppin' up on radars
Unidentified planes, stuck to the code
He was never gon' change, sniper got'em all
While they thinkin' they in charge, nigga switched on him
And he gave his ass a straightening, that's when he met BJ
Smooth criminal like MJ, he was doin'em B.A.D
Real straight nigga like never seen, started makin' bread together
It feel more safer, it was bag after bag after bag
He was stackin' up, no hesitation for the money
Kept on addin' up, we got a lighter for that boy
Better not gas him up
Took a flight
Took a flight to the east
Took a flight to the east
Where my phone? where my phone?, I ain't even going home
Oh no
Put me on the list, am the V.V.I.P
I'm the boy with the gist, smokin' cheese gat me blowing through the mist
I'm the boy with the assist, they was breathin' till the siezed
Take a nigga to the Zzzz, we surrounded by the trees
Why they topin' on my T's? They was sleepin' on my team
Hope you having lucid dreams
Oh no
Trappin' with my foe, f*ck, I thought you where my bro
Now I gotta let you go, shit, I gotta let you go
I'ma cut you with a sow, f*ck it, I'ma break your jaw
I don't care what you know, f*ck, I heard that shit before
Ooooou
Now the nigga barely breathin, f*ck it, I'ma leave him
One hundred degrees and give it to the season
Can't think of a reason, hundred and a million
Ops yeah I killed'em
Yeah
Now we breakin' through the odds with my bros
Tell me what's the cost, got me feelin' like a ghost
Tell me why I was opposed, tell me why I was supposed
Treat a nigga like a ghost, I'ma make you pay the cost
Drinkin' through the syrup, got me drippin
Shit, it got me trippin, what's the shit, you got me sippin
Tell me what you thinkin, taste so good, it got me lickin
Heads or tails, what you pickin? Man, this shit, it got me tickin
Yeah, you know that it's my time, I put everything on the line
Lookin' deep within to find
All the traces of my mind that I lost within my rhymes
When I'm movin' off the syrup, make it hard for me to talk
Let me tell you a story about Jit, start sellin' weed in school
And he ain't never been to the six, flippin' packs daily
Clean and never got pinched, stackin' up the chicken
He was really getting in the bread, poppin' up on radars
Unidentified planes, stuck to the code
He was never gon' change, sniper got'em all
While they thinkin' they in charge, nigga switched on him
And he gave his ass a straightening, that's when he met BJ
Smooth criminal like MJ, he was doin'em B.A.D
Real straight nigga like never seen, started makin' bread together
It feel more safer, it was bag after bag after bag
He was stackin' up, no hesitation for the money
Kept on addin' up, we got a lighter for that boy
Better not gas him up
Writer: JUBA MATEMATE
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