High as i lift off, Mr. Im so fly
Flying in the spur with the nickel nine close by
Triple fat gucci ice sickles hanging off my;
Neck, wrist, fingers, like a f***** eskimo ma'
You know i, get the puss where they say Aloha
Don't i, flow like the s*** that get the boat by
We dont get along with theese n***** and yall know why
Just a bandana no scarf no bow tie
D-boy college boy, no difrence
Out here the strays'll erase existence
Lil n***** is taught to mind they business
Meaning, only the pastor'll find the witness
The lord'll work it i spritually fitness , and this is
The germ flow, lyrical sickness
Limited intress, if u aint talkin money scram
A hunred grand bring death like the Son of Sam
Blam, big kaboom out the fo' double
You bleedin eternal it aint a small puddle
When you swag shoot to the roof the mall rush you
The more miles to get to it the more hustle
V twelve on roids, all muscle
Had the hammer handed back in small shuffle
Im so Jupiter, i should build my own throne
Cant grab ma swag ma swag out the o zone
Errynow and then i grab out the old phone
Get a lil throwback dome in so and so's home
I got it all sewn, feel like a New Jack
Dress like a jacker, errything to the shoes black
I got the new kite, wish i could send the news back
My words go so far and they know how to use that
Move back, my n***** in here, with a few straps
And new lacs, pushin two hunred in twenty two stacks
Flying in the spur with the nickel nine close by
Triple fat gucci ice sickles hanging off my;
Neck, wrist, fingers, like a f***** eskimo ma'
You know i, get the puss where they say Aloha
Don't i, flow like the s*** that get the boat by
We dont get along with theese n***** and yall know why
Just a bandana no scarf no bow tie
D-boy college boy, no difrence
Out here the strays'll erase existence
Lil n***** is taught to mind they business
Meaning, only the pastor'll find the witness
The lord'll work it i spritually fitness , and this is
The germ flow, lyrical sickness
Limited intress, if u aint talkin money scram
A hunred grand bring death like the Son of Sam
Blam, big kaboom out the fo' double
You bleedin eternal it aint a small puddle
When you swag shoot to the roof the mall rush you
The more miles to get to it the more hustle
V twelve on roids, all muscle
Had the hammer handed back in small shuffle
Im so Jupiter, i should build my own throne
Cant grab ma swag ma swag out the o zone
Errynow and then i grab out the old phone
Get a lil throwback dome in so and so's home
I got it all sewn, feel like a New Jack
Dress like a jacker, errything to the shoes black
I got the new kite, wish i could send the news back
My words go so far and they know how to use that
Move back, my n***** in here, with a few straps
And new lacs, pushin two hunred in twenty two stacks