Private Landing (feat. Justin Bieber & Future)

I'm feelin' stuck

Feelin' stuck

I'm off a bean

Yeah

Like, what the fuck?

What the fuck?

I'm in the tree

She holler up

Holler up

What you need?

What you need?

Got it up

I don't know why these hoes can't stand me

I guess I'm too demanding

Wanna hit the double Coke, the candy

I'm so high, no landing

Keepin' that Glock, grip steady

Rockin' this shit, confetti

They all let it go on the telly

They all wanna rub my belly

I got my dawgs out, I'm poppin' at the Ritz

I got 'em comin' in, shit look like a blitz

She wanna check me up, she wanna check my fit

I pull up, the Maybach jumpin', shorty better check my hits

I don't know why these hoes can't stand me

I guess I'm too demanding

Private landing, I guess I keep my candy

She a super soaker when the beaches sandy

I got her in the O, call, better call me Randy

Diamonds and Margiela, AP canary yellow

Yeah, she deserve a Patek, 'cause she one of the members

For sure

When it come, it's adorable, money not a problem

Turned me to a killer, I just smashed a model

Yeah

Tiffany come blue, her pussy good and pink

Pink

Chicago in the wintertime, I'm orderin' minks

The minks

Sellin' out arenas, I just murked the streets

The streets

Coppin' a brand new castle in the Middle East

My bitch sit Indian style when we sit down and eat

I could do this shit, one take, but my style ain't free

Pluto

I don't take hoes on no date, 'less they got pretty feet

I swear

Quarter million on her head, quarter million on her head

She mop it down the best, I can't feel my leg

My leg

Swear, I done sniped off your hoe for a crumb of bread

Hoe, got racks goin' out the roof, they bustin' through the ceilin'

Racks

My new bitch, she the truth, show me a couple million

Freebandz

All on your body, like I'm

I'm feelin' stuck

Feelin' stuck

I'm off a bean

Yeah

Like, what the fuck?

What the fuck?

I'm in the tree

She holler up

Holler up

What you need?

What you need?

Got it up

Mmm, keep goin', mmm

Keep goin', keep goin', mm-mmm

Keep goin', keep goin'

Mmm, keep goin', keep goin'

Mm, keep goin', keep goin'

Mmm, go, go

Mmm, keep goin', keep goin'

Mmm, go

I guess I'm spinnin', double cup, I'm leanin'

So good, so good, taste it, talk to me

Guess I'm spinnin', double cup, I'm leanin'

Need you to lean in

Lean

She wanna come this way, uh

Heat it up, microwave

Heat it up, mic—, what, what?

She wanna ride my wave

She wanna come this way

She wanna—, uh, she wanna—, she wanna—

She wanna—, notice how you're feelin' tonight

Ah, yeah-yeah, so tight, baby, sure, tonight

Oh, it's how you're feelin' tonight

I guess I'm too demanding, I guess I'll keep my candy

I tried to tell you, but you know the demons guiding

Just touched down in Miami

I guess I'll keep my candy, I guess I'm too demanding

She wanna ride my wave, she wanna rock my chain

Heat it up, microwave, come on, I'll show you my place

She wanna ride my wave, she wanna rock my chain

Heat it up, microwave, come on, I'll show you my place

I'm feelin' stuck

Feelin' stuck

I'm off a bean

Yeah

Like, what the fuck?

What the fuck?

I'm in the tree

She holler up

Holler up

What you need?

What you need?

Got it up