[ Featuring Valensi ]
(Yeah)
(F*ck around get dashed)
F*ck around get dashed
F*ck around get dashed
Bout 200 on the dash
F*ck around I might crash
Get her wet make her splash
Throw it up plenty cash
Throw it up (Jetlag)
(Yeah, got jetlag)
I been smokin' that dope till I black out
Used to meet with a plug at the crackhouse
I've been swervin' the bands on a lamb now
And I got a bad bitch with her ass out
I remember I was up in the traphouse
And that drinking just part of my lifestyle
And that smokin' just part of my lifestyle
(Yeah, got jetlag)
Got jetlag, yeah, got jetlag
Got jetlag, got jetlag
Yuh, got jetlag, yeah, got jetlag
Yeah, got jetlag, yuh (got jetlag)
10 hour flight, got jetlag
Fly out that hoe, bring her back
Cruisin' around, in Maybach
Don't want no smoke, ain't into that
Cutting them off, Gillette
We go way, way, way back
Pour out shit, cup full of red
You ridin' dick, bitch, you a fag (you a fag)
Purple lights all in the dash, yeah showin' my bitch 100 bands, yeah
Shawty, you don't gotta worry you know I'm gon' always be chasing that bag (yeah)
Money And Lots Of Women mean Malow, shit you could just not understand
(Running this) runnin' this shit, you could never catch up, we changing the game like halftime
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't nobody losin, f*ck that shit
Sticks up, we shootin, f*ck that shit
Not in the mood yeah f*ck that bitch
Money and drugs, I pop that, yeah
Pop that, yeah, got jetlag
Got jetlag, got jetlag
(Got jetlag) yuh, got jetlag
Got jetlag, yeah, got jetlag
