Yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh, it's like divin' out the plane

Once that music hit our veins

Tears of rosé Champagne

Mascara tellin' her tale

Revealin' her pain

She smilin' at the same time, she so high

We could live forever tonight

They'll never catch us, we'll never die

If you ain't scared to fly, it's rainin' outside

Ralph Lauren, duck boots will suffice, slidin' high

Anita Baker serenaded my drive

Counted my first million dollars and I couldn't blink my eyes

Nowadays I'm used to it, I be smokin' while I do it

Crops is poppin' 'cause I grew it

On the flight and I mack the stewardess

Writin' the truest 'cause I actually do this shit

Who it is?

Know what I'm sayin'?

Can't drink, I'm just gon' dribble on this muhfucker right quick

You dig?

Ay, yo, Bentley leather seats, ready red, I do it like a Jill

She don't think the sex come with head, I dodge a bitch like Neo

Pussy, you ain't thuggin', you Huxtable, ****, you a Theo

Pyrex vision, pot got me pipin' hot, ****, Tapatio

Me and Diego move like Frankie White and Cease A Leo

It's more than just twistin' your fingers up

You ain't deep with us, you ain't eat with us, you ain't sleep with us

Must have shot .223 with us, pack ran out of ac', ****

You ain't never fiend for that lean with us

It was stomach aches, heartbreaks

Warrants off and missed court dates

Eviction notice about to call the county

Sent the rent about a million months late

White shit, now that's the type shit

That put a **** in a murder mind state

Roll a blunt and lace it with the girl

Got a **** zooted in another world

Got the Toni Toni on the desktop like a Mac Pro

Mom and pop ain't really had a job to get me Lego blocks

So I stacked dough

I went to my **** Mac house

And seen a hundred thousand on the trap floor

Got the strippers in here bustin' packs down

Blowin' back down, she a trap ho

Got the shooters at the front and back door

Yeah

Yeah, yeah