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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
Writer(s): Andre Graham
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