Attention, flight 605 to Tokyo is ready for departure
Broke her heart she Crying, left that shawty crying
Sort off in a cayenne , cause that bih kept lying
I-i want all typa cars , im living large
Drank they hold me up, drank they hold me up
I'm, I'm in love with cars
I'm a rockstar, not sorry, I'm a rockstar, ain't sorry
I'm not used to tellin' sorry
I shoot up that boy in a hurry, yeah
I shoot up that bih in a Rari
Got whole lotta bands don't worry , got a whole lotta bands don't worry
I'm not knowing , where we goin'
Im like where the hell we goin'
Blood on the leaves when it's snowing
I get high, my boy keep rollin
Swag on me keep camera rollin
Way back then i was sad and lonely
Cross on my neck, yeah, I'm holy, holy
Twenty-five thousand, a roly-poly
I was still rappin' that bih outside
I don't give f*cks, make thay bih wait outside
Only let that bih come in' if she whip the pot
Only let that bih come in' cause she is a thot
Yeah, this life really crazy, I'm smokin' tha pot
Just Tracey mcgrady i ball in the spot
Yeah yeah yeahh, yeah yeahhh
Broke her heart she Crying, left that shawty crying
Sort off in a cayenne , cause that bih kept lying
I-i want all typa cars , i-im living large