Jetpack Interlude

Ok I upgrade to the mazzi

We don’t need no fucking Royce

Ok that hydrogasoline my preference

Neighbours hate the noise

Ok my enemy’s my friends

And I know all their choices

Ok drive it like it’s rented

Doing donuts writing cursive

Hold up yeah

She wanna swallow

So I sit back

Don’t start no problems

Well hit back

High in the sky

Like a jet pack

Need an ice coffee

And a loud pack

She not eating at home

I don’t even know if she’ll fit that

Recently feeing the throne

Now imma have to come get that

I got me two different ash trays right here

They sit on both sides of my table

Really just booling with my bitch we smoking some weed and be drinking some faygo

Why just drink the whole bottle and wonder why no one cares when you unstable

Really it’s easy to get what you want you just gotta try and be faithful

Fuck with a bitch she raver

Expecting for me to go save her

Bust in her throat then play her

She get hurt but no waviers