Flights - G.T.

Yeah, Oh (Yeah) yeah Ayy, ayy (Yeah, yeah) yeah This that shit (Skrt-Skrt) Ooh (Ooh) I can't be your mans, ayy (Yeah) Two flights out Japan, ayy (Two) I'm a bachelor smoking wedding cake Hit it twice and she can't stand straight (She can't stand straight) Ayy, yeah yeah I can't be your mans ayy Two flights out Japan ayy I'm a bachelor smoking wedding cake Hit it twice and she can't stand straight Ayy, yeah yeah I got drip (Ooh) Need a napkin Denzel Washington, where you at? (Yuh) Just last night, she kept me up last night (Ayy) You the type to hate and you always wanna fight Parallel to Yao Ming She put that booty meat all on me Told her toot it up, E Ooh, yeah, make it for free American cuts on my feet You know this shit OG You ain't get no guap Them niggas too damn sweet, yeah Hop your bag like a Ziploc I drop that shit and it Swish stains I walk in that bih like Rick James Jump on that shit and it kick mane She want to kick it with me Told her this dick ain't for free I've been getting the guap I be stacking that cheese I can't be your mans, ayy (Yeah) Two flights out Japan, ayy (Two) I'm a bachelor smoking wedding cake Hit it twice and she can't stand straight (She can't stand straight) Ayy, yeah yeah I can't be your mans ayy Two flights out Japan ayy I'm a bachelor smoking wedding cake Hit it twice and she can't stand straight Ayy, yeah yeah