Jet Lag

Boy you know

(Uh, yeah)

Boy you know

I been high still high

Bro think that he saying sum'

I'm outside for real bruh

She like percocet she a real popper

I'm working hard I'm a real stocker

I'm done in the kitchen it's still hot

And he can't say nun' he ain't did nun'

I'm catching these plays

They making my day

Money on me I get shit out the way

Suicide when I get outer space

This AMG I don't fuck wit' the plane

Jet lag when I get on a plane

I can't feel my face

I'm so damn done wit' this shit it was plain

You cried like who died

It's crazy cause yo brother live two lives

I stay the same in a few lives

You would hit me up but it's two times

I need the soda wit' two limes

Few line might just need me a few line

It's crazy cause I don't even do lines

I had a pint flew out

My mind know what is best I'm talking like what do we do now

This one drug got me pressed I'm ready to let the shit boot out

These **** keep following me I told this bitch we had to move out

My ego be shining so bright like how the fuck I'm finna move now

Lil' bitch got me in the mood now

I sat down wit yo shit had to walk it out

Ain't no hitting me up when I'm walking out

I'm so hot like I'm part of the fall out

(Mhm, yeah)

I'm connected wit' my plug

I can be one but I'm with thugs

Too attached wit' all this bud

Too attached to all this mud

You gotta show me the proof like a stub

You gotta show me it's you like I'm one

You gotta show me that you for the funds

Boy you know

(Uh, yeah)

Boy you know

I been high still high

Bro think that he saying sum'

I'm outside for real bruh

She like percocet she a real popper

I'm working hard I'm a real stocker

I'm done in the kitchen it's still hot

And he can't say nun' he ain't did nun'

I'm catching these plays

They making my day

Money on me I get shit out the way

Suicide when I get outer space

This AMG I don't fuck wit' the plane

Jet lag when I get on a plane