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We be flying cross the globe tryna land out in Japan All we do is bring a band, steady tryna feed the fam Yea we do be switch cars, stacking gold bars We be looking like some stars, every-time you niggas see us Flying cross the globe tryna land out in Japan All we do is bring a band, steady tryna feed the fam Yea we do be switch cars, stacking gold bars We be looking like some stars, every-time you niggas see us We flying cross the globe, you should know what we be about Driving plush cars, raise the bar to blow the speaker out See I been wanting this, since I was stuck in aunt Rita house Promised I'm the next big thang these labels read about Suckas see running, but they wanna see me tripping Know this nigga here a bull, got em watching for the pimping All this shit that I been giving, living life up outta prison Hope to see we never make it, know you motherfuckers wishing See we all about our paper, an wit this we Neva dropping Haters always out there watching Helping keeping us from stopping Since a lil nigga We been popping flossing on the scene Money aint a thang, look at us we do it for the team Sittin clean, in my latest shit, rolling down the strip, Look who I made it wit, hit the club aint even gotta pay to trip Her ass be on some cakey shit This other on some bacon bits Wit all these hoes around I know just who I'm be laying wit We be flying cross the globe tryna land out in Japan All we do is bring a band, steady tryna feed the fam Yea we do be switch cars, stacking gold bars We be looking like some stars, every-time you niggas see us Flying cross the globe tryna land out in Japan All we do is bring a band, steady tryna feed the fam Yea we do be switch cars, stacking gold bars We be looking like some stars, every-time you niggas see us Every time you niggas see us we be flashy on some light shit Frost bit bracelet, can end a nigga life quick Goons yea they might trip, ask what the cause Beat a nigga out his draws, when you play round my strip All we do is win and we ain't stoping till we dead Run the streets tryna get it, always watching for the FEDS Haters jocking for the bread, tryna catch us in the bed Can leave they whether for the day, scattered showers full of led We ain't playing wit cha, run the city know just what I mean Flying state to state, jus to get a taste of what you need Talking birches by dozen, all the money come in hundreds In that duffle bag, niggas Neva ask us how we want it Getting blunted on the top floor Ciroc bottles, plus got more Hit the scene, you know she gone drop for, this countdown See it our way, want the gold no play This fuse lit, don't get it blown ya way(Okay) We be flying cross the globe tryna land out in Japan All we do is bring a band, steady tryna feed the fam Yea we do be switch cars, stacking gold bars We be looking like some stars, every-time you niggas see us Flying cross the globe tryna land out in Japan All we do is bring a band, steady tryna feed the fam Yea we do be switch cars, stacking gold bars We be looking like some stars, every-time you niggas see us
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