(Three on three)

I wanna be alive, I ain't tryna die

I wanna be alive, I ain't tryna die

Check a flight, high up in that motherfucking sky

Check a flight, high up in that motherfucking sky

I got mad honey

I got red money

Look at my balcony

She want action from me

I got mad honey

I got red money

Look at my balcony

She want action from me

Hit my tailor up, suit just got sewn

They keep telling me, I should reap what I sow

Pack ya Rimowa, put it in the cargo

Fingers up, halo, glow

Get what you want, but I ain't giving shit

**** be flaunting, but they bound quit

I got hella cologne, Jeremy Fragrance

Been doing this for years, we still vagrant

You told me how you felt, are we still in that zone?

Truly I don't know, truly we don't know

When I'm up in your state, it feels like I'm home

I could be there for days, I could forever roam

Soaring in the hills, G-Wagon

Soaring in the hills, G-Wagon

Call my bro up, what's brackin

Rick Owens in the fit, look like a Bracken

I wanna be alive, I ain't tryna die

I wanna be alive, I ain't tryna die

Check a flight, high up in that motherfucking sky

Check a flight, high up in that motherfucking sky

I got mad honey

I got red money

Look at my balcony

She want action from me

I got mad honey

I got red money

Look at my balcony

She want action from me

I got mad honey

I got red money

She want action from me

I got mad honey

I got red money

She want action from me

High, take me to your core, I

High, Bring me, mon amour, I

High, take me to your core, I

High, Bring me, mon amour, I

(I'm in that bih, going crazy, I'm in that bih, going crazy)

High, take me to your core, I

High, Bring me, mon amour, I

High