Private Jet

(We love D. Savage) Mafia Musik Private jet, I need a bed, I'm tryna fuck on the plane Bust down the motherfuckin' bezel, bust down the motherfuckin' frame Niggas be cap rap, dawg, niggas throw dirt on my name Uh, stackin' them racks up tall, gotta save up for the rain Jump in the Benz or in jump in the widebody, I can't even walk Bitch, I'm on fire, I'm countin' up bands and bands, that shit never stop Bitch, I'm the man, I'm rollin' up grams and grams, I get it a lot Niggas be hatin', they really be fans, man, they wantin' my spot I'm tryna go outer space, I'm tryna go the moon I got a freak bitch wet, I'm finna jump in the pool Niggas want smoke, that's a bet, I'ma bick back and be bool You playin' like Russian Roulette, eat up the smoke like it's food (We love D. Savage) Hundred thousand in the bank, hundred thousand on my wrist Robbed him when he went to sleep, I'm as slimy as it get Huh, I'm rockin' Balenci'-Balenci', yeah, I'm buyin' all of that shit I just cashed out on a diamond, could've went and bought a brick I just walked into the mall, I shop 'til I fall, I bought some Balenciaga's They wanna hate on a dawg and talk on a God, I promise my future brighter Turnt than a bitch, I don't need a lighter Pint of Wockhardt on my tour rider It ain't a place that I can't go I'm gettin' money and they all know Private jet, I need a bed, I'm tryna fuck on the plane Bust down the motherfuckin' bezel, bust down the motherfuckin' frame Niggas be cap rap, dawg, niggas throw dirt on my name Uh, stackin' them racks up tall, gotta save up for the rain Jump in the Benz or in jump in the widebody, I can't even walk Bitch, I'm on fire, I'm countin' up bands and bands, that shit never stop Bitch, I'm the man, I'm rollin' up grams and grams, I get it a lot Niggas be hatin', they really be fans, man, they wantin' my spot (We love D. Savage) I'm finna get in her bed, she wanna come to my room (Yeah) MAC finna come with a mop, I'ma pull up with a broom Fuck nigga, better get back, don't be no motherfuckin' fool Come to LA and get whacked (Smacked), I promise that you 'bout to lose Jump in the Benz or jump in the Maserati, it's time to the slide Play with the gang, you gon' die You can get sent to the sky I'm in the studio rockin' with gang members, they on my side They get a piece of the pie They down to suit up and ride Private jet, I need a bed, I'm tryna fuck on the plane Bust down the motherfuckin' bezel, bust down the motherfuckin' frame Niggas be cap rap, dawg, niggas throw dirt on my name Uh, stackin' them racks up tall, gotta save up for the rain Jump in the Benz or in jump in the widebody, I can't even walk Bitch, I'm on fire, I'm countin' up bands and bands, that shit never stop Bitch, I'm the man, I'm rollin' up grams and grams, I get it a lot Niggas be hatin', they really be fans, man, they wantin' my spot I'm tryna go outer space, I'm tryna go the moon (Yeah)