[Intro:]
I'm a be right, I'm a I'm a be right back... I'm a be right back.
[Verse 1:]
Fire up the jetpack no plans to land or head back
Stacking bread, jacking cheese off the trapped dead rats
Flap my wings and sweat raps the captain needs a wet nap
Get the zaggs and blunt wraps, got the swisher, got that
Pack your bags get some trash, we blasting off the launch pad
You might get the matches on you; I don't think you want that
Ain't gotta help me up, I get that from my drunk dad
Been there done that, I don't need to front that.
I'm on that grown shit, blow dro smoke spliffs
Four door space shuttle out the Ozone shit.
I don't fly coach I coach folks on flyness.
Boat loads of dope flows hope floats the tides in
Gold touch of Midas, post up and light it
Get toasted, stay crispy like a roast duck that's flying
I'm in the sky and ain't sure when I'll be coming down.
Go ahead without me, I'll be on the next shuttle out.
[Chorus:]
Haven't been home in a minute, so independent,
No way to know where I'm going.
But I'm a be right back, I'm a be right back
Flown to the limits, always been a mission
So distant, I keep missing my flights back
But I'm a be right back
[Verse 2:]
Looking for a co-captain, nice ass blows grass
And don't ask and don't trip, closed lips and no captions
Flown solo the roads lonely when dough's stacking
Too many hoes that wanna road to the mall after.
I want passion, a fly girl I won't crash in
The whole road to ourselves, yeah we both traveling
Coast to coast, toast Rosay with cold glasses
We won't fasten our seat belts, we're so bad
We're punk rock, Ramones jacket and sunglasses
Boeing 747 watch it flow past ya
Over heads man, my flow's so NASA
This shit is breathtaking, the flow so asthma
First class smash definition of the word swagga,
Earth below my chucks catch me up, where the birds at?
That's in the sky and I ain't sure when I'll be comin' down,
Go ahead without me I'll be on the next shuttle out
[Bridge:]
Yeah I been gone
Yeah I been gone
Yeah I been gone
For so long...
[Chorus:]
Haven't been home in a minute, so independent,
No way to know where I'm going.
But I'm a be right back, I'm a be right back
Flown to the limits, always been a mission
So distant, I keep missing my flights back
But I'm a be right back
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[Intro:]
I'm a be right, I'm a I'm a be right back... I'm a be right back.
[Verse 1:]
Fire up the jetpack no plans to land or head back
Stacking bread, jacking cheese off the trapped dead rats
Flap my wings and sweat raps the captain needs a wet nap
Get the zaggs and blunt wraps, got the swisher, got that
Pack your bags get some trash, we blasting off the launch pad
You might get the matches on you; I don't think you want that
Ain't gotta help me up, I get that from my drunk dad
Been there done that, I don't need to front that.
I'm on that grown shit, blow dro smoke spliffs
Four door space shuttle out the Ozone shit.
I don't fly coach I coach folks on flyness.
Boat loads of dope flows hope floats the tides in
Gold touch of Midas, post up and light it
Get toasted, stay crispy like a roast duck that's flying
I'm in the sky and ain't sure when I'll be coming down.
Go ahead without me, I'll be on the next shuttle out.
[Chorus:]
Haven't been home in a minute, so independent,
No way to know where I'm going.
But I'm a be right back, I'm a be right back
Flown to the limits, always been a mission
So distant, I keep missing my flights back
But I'm a be right back
[Verse 2:]
Looking for a co-captain, nice ass blows grass
And don't ask and don't trip, closed lips and no captions
Flown solo the roads lonely when dough's stacking
Too many hoes that wanna road to the mall after.
I want passion, a fly girl I won't crash in
The whole road to ourselves, yeah we both traveling
Coast to coast, toast Rosay with cold glasses
We won't fasten our seat belts, we're so bad
We're punk rock, Ramones jacket and sunglasses
Boeing 747 watch it flow past ya
Over heads man, my flow's so NASA
This shit is breathtaking, the flow so asthma
First class smash definition of the word swagga,
Earth below my chucks catch me up, where the birds at?
That's in the sky and I ain't sure when I'll be comin' down,
Go ahead without me I'll be on the next shuttle out
[Bridge:]
Yeah I been gone
Yeah I been gone
Yeah I been gone
For so long...
[Chorus:]
Haven't been home in a minute, so independent,
No way to know where I'm going.
But I'm a be right back, I'm a be right back
Flown to the limits, always been a mission
So distant, I keep missing my flights back
But I'm a be right back
I'm a be right, I'm a I'm a be right back... I'm a be right back.
[Verse 1:]
Fire up the jetpack no plans to land or head back
Stacking bread, jacking cheese off the trapped dead rats
Flap my wings and sweat raps the captain needs a wet nap
Get the zaggs and blunt wraps, got the swisher, got that
Pack your bags get some trash, we blasting off the launch pad
You might get the matches on you; I don't think you want that
Ain't gotta help me up, I get that from my drunk dad
Been there done that, I don't need to front that.
I'm on that grown shit, blow dro smoke spliffs
Four door space shuttle out the Ozone shit.
I don't fly coach I coach folks on flyness.
Boat loads of dope flows hope floats the tides in
Gold touch of Midas, post up and light it
Get toasted, stay crispy like a roast duck that's flying
I'm in the sky and ain't sure when I'll be coming down.
Go ahead without me, I'll be on the next shuttle out.
[Chorus:]
Haven't been home in a minute, so independent,
No way to know where I'm going.
But I'm a be right back, I'm a be right back
Flown to the limits, always been a mission
So distant, I keep missing my flights back
But I'm a be right back
[Verse 2:]
Looking for a co-captain, nice ass blows grass
And don't ask and don't trip, closed lips and no captions
Flown solo the roads lonely when dough's stacking
Too many hoes that wanna road to the mall after.
I want passion, a fly girl I won't crash in
The whole road to ourselves, yeah we both traveling
Coast to coast, toast Rosay with cold glasses
We won't fasten our seat belts, we're so bad
We're punk rock, Ramones jacket and sunglasses
Boeing 747 watch it flow past ya
Over heads man, my flow's so NASA
This shit is breathtaking, the flow so asthma
First class smash definition of the word swagga,
Earth below my chucks catch me up, where the birds at?
That's in the sky and I ain't sure when I'll be comin' down,
Go ahead without me I'll be on the next shuttle out
[Bridge:]
Yeah I been gone
Yeah I been gone
Yeah I been gone
For so long...
[Chorus:]
Haven't been home in a minute, so independent,
No way to know where I'm going.
But I'm a be right back, I'm a be right back
Flown to the limits, always been a mission
So distant, I keep missing my flights back
But I'm a be right back